Divorced ex-husband crying and begging for remarriage

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Editor-in-Chief Li felt depressed. He didn't know that the other party was Mr. Su's apprentice.

"Forget it, brother, it's normal for everyone to have doubts. After all, the master has not produced a new painting for many years." She could understand why these people doubted the authenticity, so she was not angry.

Seeing that she still looked calm and breezy, Wang Yu couldn't yell at her even if she wanted to, so she sighed helplessly after a while and said, "I told you earlier, don't try to solve everything by yourself, master and I are both you rely on."

"Senior brother I know." Jiang Wan nodded with a smile, "If there is any trouble that can't be solved, I will contact you."

The reason why she didn't contact him was also because she knew that the authenticity of the painting could be determined by just checking the authenticity of the painting, so there was no need to bother the senior brother to come.

"So, she is Mr. Su's closed disciple?" Someone asked weakly.

Jiang Wan smiled and nodded, and said to everyone: "Thank you for your liking for my master's paintings. I will tell him the news, and he should be very happy."

Everyone fell silent again, and someone who knew the inside story whispered: "I heard that Mr. Su has accepted a closed disciple. It is said that he is very talented. Mr. Su intends to train her to be his successor. I didn't expect to see her today." to real people."

They didn't expect the other party to be a woman, let alone such a beautiful woman.

For a while, everyone was discussing, and the way they looked at Jiang Wan changed a little bit, and they didn't treat her like a vase like before.

Jiang Wan didn't pay attention to outsiders' comments, she was busy introducing the two of them: "Brother, this is my senior brother Wang Yu."

"Senior brother, my eldest brother Yu Xiao."

The two men nodded slightly at each other, without any extra words.

Wang Yu didn't stay any longer, and simply chatted with Jiang Wan for a few words before getting up and leaving the venue.

He was really busy, if he hadn't heard the news that someone was auctioning off the master's fake paintings, he wouldn't have rushed over here in a hurry.

But as soon as he arrived, he saw everyone bullying his junior sister, how could he bear it, and immediately stood up to support Jiang Wan, knowing that there was no so-called fake painting at all.

He left, but the auction was still going on. After confirming that the painting was genuine, everyone began to bid desperately, and everyone wanted to get it.

However, the painting still fell into Zhou Beishen's hands in the end. After all, in Jincheng, there are very few people who can steal it from him.

"Why did you take this picture again?" Murong Fei asked, his eyes wandering over Zhou Beishen.

"It will be the old man's birthday in a while, and I'm worried about not having a suitable gift, so here it is." He smiled. Grandpa is a fan of Mr. Su, and he must be very happy to have this painting as a gift.

While drinking, Murong Fei was thinking about another thing, "I'm starting to be interested in that woman."

"What?" Zhou Beishen thought he had heard wrong.

"Don't you think she's interesting?"

Murong Fei looked at him, and continued: "She is a famous doctor, but also Mr. Su's closed disciple, maybe she has other identities, who wouldn't be fascinated by such a woman?"

Zhou Beishen's face darkened suddenly, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. If you're really not interested, I'd like to get in touch. My family is so busy." He said it seriously, and it didn't look like he was joking.

Zhou Beishen didn't speak, but his face was so gloomy that he could drip water. His expression completely made Murong Fei laugh, "Okay, just kidding, she's not my type."

"What's her name? I'll have someone look it up," he said.

"Dr. Jiang." Zhou Beishen replied.

"?" Murong Fei looked puzzled, "I asked for the Chinese name."

Zhou Bei shook his head deeply, "I didn't find out."

"You didn't find out? That means the other party is not simple." Zhou Beishen couldn't find out, but it didn't mean he couldn't find out either. After all, they were never in the same way.

"Tell me after you find out." He was also curious about how many secrets the other party had.

Murong Fei nodded, drank his wine, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I will definitely check her out."