Flash marriage honey love: Mr.Lu spoils his wife without bottom line

Song Xiaoyou reluctantly raised his lips and knew that he had no way to refuse Liu Xintong. He had to go back to wechat, "send me the location."

She had planned that she would take half a day off. Unexpectedly, Lu Mingzhe took a day off for her and said she had to have a good rest if she caught a cold.

He made a mountain out of a molehill, but he could only gladly accept it, so that she could pay attention to the operation of the seven princesses.

Song Xiaoyou went to the agreed place after lunch.

"Hello, Miss Bai."

"Hello, Miss Song."

Bai yun'er said, "come in quickly."

Song Xiaoyou looked around and realized that this was a studio.

"Is this your studio?"

Bai yun'er smiled and said, "yes, I also manage my own paintings now."

"Miss Bai is also a little famous in the painting industry. Her style is changeable and she is good at traditional Chinese painting."

Bai yun'er said modestly, "it's just someone else's face."

"Where, Miss Song is full of talent."

"Miss Song, you really flatter me. I'm not very funny. By the way, I heard you are uncle Liu's most proud disciple. I'll trouble you today. "

"You're welcome, Miss Bai."

"This way, please."

Song Xiaoyou was taken to an independent office. When she entered the office, she found that there were others in the office.

"Sister Xintong, you are there too."

Liu Xintong pretended to smile, "HMM."

Bai yun'er pressed a button and a canvas was opened.

"This is the painting I want you to identify for me today."

Song Xiaoyou slightly turned his head sideways and saw a picture of orchids in her eyes.

Her body was as like as two peas. What is it about this painting?

"I wonder how Miss Bai got the picture?"

"I bought this ink painting of orchid at a high price. I heard it was painted by Mr. look. I'd like you to identify it."

Song Xiaoyou turns his eyes. Mr. look mostly paints oil paintings, and rarely involves ink painting.

"Really? Then I'll have a closer look. "

"Please." Miss Bai said politely.

Five years ago, she attended the painting exhibition held by Mr. look, but she had not seen this orchid picture.

Will this be a picture made by Mr. look?

"If you look at the charm of this painting, it is a very excellent picture of orchids. The look of orchid leaves is beautiful and refined, and the orchid flowers are also very simple, elegant and concise, giving people a sense of transcendence."

Miss Bai just smiled. "Everyone says this is a good orchid picture. If this is a look painting, then this painting is of great collection value. If it is just an ordinary painting and painted by an ordinary person, it is worthless. "

"Song Xiaoyou, I remember you drew a picture of orchids."

As like as two peas, Liu Xintong did not know what to come in, and pretended to go to the front of the painting. "Wow, this picture is just like yours. It's not what you drew it, did it?"

Song Xiaoyou's heart trembled, but he kept smiling, "sister Xintong, this is not my painting. How can I draw this orchid picture!"

"Oh, you too. You can't draw at all except imitation. "

Miss Bai pretended to be surprised and looked at Song Xiaoyou. "Miss Song is not an expert in appreciation. I thought Miss Song's painting skills should not be bad."

Song Xiaoyou already has judgment in her heart. Today's so-called appreciation is to humiliate her.

"Miss Bai, you misunderstood. I can't draw."

"Then you can tell whether this painting is Mr. look's genuine!"

Song Xiaoyou studies all kinds of famous paintings and knows the characteristics of each painter's painting and some of their behaviors.

If we can judge from this orchid picture, it should be Mr. look's painting.

"Song Xiaoyou, don't lose my father's face." Lu Xintong specially added.

Song Xiaoyou swallowed his saliva and watched the painting again. No detail will be missed.

"Ding Ling Ling..."

Her cell phone rang, "Hello, Qizhen."

"Song Xiaoyou, Princess seven's operation was very successful."

"Really? That's really great. "

"By the way, I bought some cold medicine for you. Are you at home now?"

"I'm not at home. I'm outside."

"Give me the address and I'll send it to you."

Song Xiaoyou declined and said, "Qizhen, I'm about to get over my cold."

"Hurry up. Give me the address. I'll go to s city later."

"OK."

Song Xiaoyou sent the address to Qi Zhen, and she looked at every corner of the picture wholeheartedly.

"Song Xiaoyou, can you give me the answer? If you can't give it, you'd better admit that you are inferior to others. "

Song Xiaoyou said calmly, "I'm sure this is Mr. look's pen."

Miss Bai smiled. "Miss Song, they all said it was a fake."

Fake?

“……”

Song Xiaoyou narrowed her eyes and looked at each stroke of the painting again. She really couldn't see anything wrong.

"Ding Ling Ling..."

Her cell phone rang again, "I'll get something outside, wait."

Liu Xintong laughed: "Song Xiaoyou, you won't run away!"

Song Xiaoyou ignores Liu Xintong's words and rushes to the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"I appreciate painting."

"Oh, I have to send head office Lu back to the company. I'll go first. I'm flying at five in the afternoon, so I won't say more. "

"Remember to help me bring this little doll to Princess seven."

Qi Zhen smiled gently, "I see. Go and be busy."

As soon as song Xiaoyou turned around, he heard Liu Xintong laughing, "Song Xiaoyou, your boyfriend sent you cold medicine."

Bai yun'er smiled and urged, "Song Xiaoyou, you'd better help me to determine whether that painting is written by Mr. look. I have to hurry."

Song Xiaoyou doesn't understand. Mingming has told them that it's Mr. look's painting. Why don't they believe it!

"Haven't I already explained?"

"You'd better take a closer look, or it'll be bad to smash uncle Liu's brand."

"Yes, if you really don't know about painting, don't come out."

Song Xiaoyou was besieged by these celebrities. She didn't know how to make sure that the painting was Mr. look's work, but she wanted to see how these so-called celebrities humiliated her.

If it weren't for Miss Liu, with her personality, these people would be out of the table.

"I heard you copied other people's paintings! ha-ha! Don't do it with such professional ethics. "

"Yo Yo, why are you here?"

Before she spoke, Liu Xintong took the lead.

"Brother Mingzhe."