Billionaire ex-wife is too hot

Chapter 185 Death's Call

Opening the door, An Ruchu stepped aside and asked Xie Ziwen to carry the box into the living room. An Ruchu looked at it for a while, but couldn't see anything, and asked, "What is this?"

"Miss An opened it up and you'll know?" Xie Ziwen said.

An Ruchu frowned, walked to the box by herself, and tried to open the box, but it was a bit heavy, and she couldn't open it at once. Xie Ziwen saw it and came over to help, "I'll do the heavy work!"

"Well, I'm sorry." An Ruchu stepped aside and watched as Xie Ziwen easily opened the lid of the box, but the inside was still covered with layers of silk, which looked very mysterious and precious.

An Ruchu came to the front, smelled a faint scent of oil paint and ink, was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly opened the wrapped silk cloth layer by layer, and slowly opened it.

When the last layer was lifted and saw the yellowed scrolls inside, An Ruchu immediately froze in place, his vision seemed to be glued to those scrolls, unable to move away for a moment.

"Miss An, why..." Seeing her shocked expression, Xie Ziwen also leaned over to take a look. When he saw the scroll inside, he was also stunned, and murmured, "This... this is the painting of Mr. An Taizhi! How come... how come..."

An Ruchu was also completely shocked. An Taizhi's paintings can hardly be found in the market, and there is no news about them, but now there are a whole box here, at least dozens of them!How did Mo Chen do it!
She was completely unexpected, and she couldn't figure out how Mo Chen got these paintings, and there were so many of them!
Did he know An Taizhi before?Or is there any connection?Otherwise, where would he find so many paintings? !
Moreover, why did he give it to her at this time?What the hell does he mean?
Questions flooded into his mind, An Ruchu frowned deeply, and there seemed to be a lot of mess in his heart, and he couldn't figure it out.

After Xie Ziwen was surprised, he calmed down. He stared at An Ruchu deeply with deep thought.

The two of them were like this, An Ruchu looked at the box and meditated, Xie Ziwen looked at An Ruchu and thought deeply, and it lasted for a long, long time.

Until, the door was suddenly opened, and a small figure walked in, asking a naive question, "Huh? Mommy, what are you doing? What is that?"

Mo Mo's voice sounded suddenly, An Ruchu suddenly came back to her senses, she turned her head and smiled, "Mo Mo is back! Why don't you sleep at school at noon today?"

"It's a holiday this afternoon!" Mo Mo took off his schoolbag and put it on the sofa, with a pair of big black eyes staring at Xie Ziwen with a vigilant expression.

Only then did An Ruchu realize that there was someone here, so she explained to Mo Mo: "This is President Mo's special assistant, and he specially sent something here."

"Oh." Mo Mo's frowning eyebrows relaxed, his attitude improved a lot, and he said crisply: "Thank you, Uncle!"

Seeing Mo Mo, Xie Ziwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at An Ruchu, then understood, nodded slightly, and said, "Hello!"

Mo Mo smiled slightly, and came to look at the things in the box. He glanced at it, but he didn't know what it was, and curled his lips, "So many paintings, are they for Qingqing?"

"You can say it is!" An Ruchu laughed. Speaking of which, Mo Chen sent this painting to let Qingqing learn it faster, but in the end, that painting was for her.

Although she didn't know where Mo Chen got the painting, but she could find it back, then she would be extremely happy.

Xie Ziwen looked at the time and said, "The painting has been delivered, I should go now."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work." An Ruchu sent him out the door, but when Xie Ziwen was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and took a deep look at her, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, as if he had something to say, hesitating.

An Ruchu frowned, "Is there anything else?"

Pursing his lips, Xie Ziwen hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head, "It's okay, I'm leaving first."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, his meticulously ironed suit was as straight as bamboo.

An Ruchu stood at the door and watched his figure gradually go away, a trace of thought flashed across his face, this person seemed a little strange, he knew himself?
"Mommy?" Momo tugged at the corner of her clothes from behind, and called softly, "Mommy?"

An Ruchu turned her head, pinched Mo Mo's face, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just think this person is a bit strange."

"Oh." Mo Mo pouted, pointing to those paintings, "This painting seems to be a long time ago, should Qingqing follow suit? She is so stupid, can she learn it?"

An Ruchu smiled, and the eyes she looked at the box became extremely gentle and precious. After a while, she said: "No matter how powerful a person is, he will never be able to draw such a work again. It is incomparable."

**
As soon as Xie Ziwen returned to the company, he immediately went to report to Mo Chen. Mo Chen just finished the meeting, saw Xie Ziwen waiting at the door, and asked casually, "Have you sent it?"

"Yes!" Xie Ziwen nodded, and said firmly: "It has been delivered just now, Miss An is very happy."

Mo Chen took a deep look at him, hummed, and walked directly into the office. Xie Ziwen hesitated for a moment, and followed him.

"Is there anything else?" Mo Chen sat down, crossed his legs on the table, looked from bottom to top, and looked at Xie Ziwen.

Xie Ziwen lowered his head slightly, gritted his teeth, and hesitated for a while before asking: "How did President Mo get Mr. An's paintings? Maybe it would be abrupt for me to ask, but I have always admired Mr. An, so I really want to know. "

Mo Chen smiled knowingly, "That's the problem?" He smiled, "It's just a coincidence. When Mr. An was imprisoned and his home was raided, I bought all the paintings left in his house. It's that simple. That's all."

"Is it really just like that?" Xie Ziwen's eyes widened with anticipation, "Is there anything else? Or, do you know the whereabouts of the child Mr. An adopted?"

Mo Chen's eyes were condensed, and he suddenly looked at him, "How would I know? I have nothing to do with Mr. An, but I just think his paintings are good, and it happens that Rong Xiang's father also likes them, so I thought Bought it as a gift for him, but later I was reluctant and kept it.”

After a pause, he gave a short laugh, "As for the child you mentioned, I've never heard of it, so how would I know where she went? Xie Ziwen, do you think I'm such a nosy person? Hmm ?”

Xie Ziwen's eyes darkened, and a look of disappointment flashed across his face. He lowered his head, and said in a deep, muffled voice, "Sorry! I was abrupt!"

Mo Chen sighed, and said, "I know you've been working hard for Mr. An's case, but I really can't do anything."

At the beginning, he used An Taizhi's painting to dig Xie Ziwen from Rong Xiang's father, and Rong Xiang's father was also fascinated by An Taizhi's painting before he let him go.

If it weren't for such a relationship, Rong thought that his father would not have taken in Xie Ziwen, but it was because of Xie Ziwen's loyalty to An Taizhi.

In his heart, Mo Chen must approve of Xie Ziwen, but he has never been a meddling person, so naturally he won't meddle too much.

"I understand." Xie Ziwen nodded, and went out lonely without saying anything.

Mo Chen pinched his chin, suddenly thought of something, and called Rong Xiang.

**
Time passed day by day, Qingqing practiced hard for more than half a month, and made great progress, not only similar in appearance, but also had some charm.

An Ruchu is very satisfied with this, although she dare not say that it can be compared to her own painting, but it is enough to defeat Dong Zihan.

Now there are still two days before the finals, An Ruchu didn't ask Qingqing to do anything else, just let her go home and sleep well, recharge her spirits, wait for the finals, and win in one fell swoop!
When Qingqing heard that she could finally rest, she let out a long breath, and couldn't help stretching, "Ah, I can finally sleep in! I'm really exhausted recently. I don't think I've tried it at such a young age." So hard work!"

"Okay you, fortunately you learn quickly, otherwise you have to continue!" An Ruchu said with a smile: "Hurry up and go back! Take a good rest these two days, don't run around, the day of the finals must be a war. "

Qingqing nodded, "Yes, I will! Then Sister An, I'll go back first, bye."

"Okay, be careful on the road." An Ruchu sent her out, Qingqing turned her head three times at every step, and kept waving, "Bye bye! Sister An, you are going back! Don't be so reluctant, it's not life or death, see you soon! Bye bye ,I'm leaving!"

With a smile on her face, An Ruchu watched Qingqing get into the elevator, then went in and went back to the room.

There was a special space on the ground for hanging specially mounted paintings, An Ruchu stretched out his hand and brushed them lightly, inch by inch, his eyes gradually turned red.

**
Qingqing came out of An Ruchu's house, thinking that she would stay at home for two days, so she planned to go to the supermarket across the street to buy some food to go home. At this time, there were no cars on the road, Qingqing didn't care too much, humming a song, dancing while walking across the past.

However, at this moment, a black van sprang out from nowhere and charged directly at lightning speed.

When Qingqing heard the sound, she turned her head and saw the front of the car rushing directly towards her. She exclaimed and wanted to hide, but her speed was no match for the car, and it seemed that it was too late.

Qingqing heard the roar of the car's engine getting closer and closer, and almost despaired in her heart. There was only one thought in her mind: Nima!I haven't eaten yet!Even if you want to die, you have to be a full ghost!Not as hard as it is now!
The roar of the car was approaching, and Qingqing seemed to have heard the call of death. At that moment, she was extremely desperate.

(End of this chapter)