After Being Betrayed, I Inherited A Massive Fortune

Hear his angry complaining.

Su Nan smiled and frowned in disapproval.

"That piece of land almost became a hot potato, he gave it if he wanted..."

"But I got a good beating for nothing!"

Cheng Yi was extremely aggrieved, and was still crying in pain on the phone.

The voice was lowered.

"You didn't even know you came to see me?"

Su Nan twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's useless for me to see you, little princess Cheng Yi?"

There was silence on the phone.

Cheng Yi sucked in a breath of cold air, his face ashen.

He gritted his teeth.

"Su Xiaosi, you dare to mock me?"

Su Nan couldn't help but chuckle.

"You hypocrite, honestly admit your mistake, or you won't even have the strength to make a phone call next time!"

Cheng Yi didn't say a word, and she hung up the phone angrily.

I feel like I could save years of my life!

The night was dark, and Su Nan went to rest after reading the document for a while.

A good night's sleep.

Early in the morning, when the light came in, Su Nan stretched and got up.

Yu Lou brought a driver to pick her up for the opening ceremony of an international convention and exhibition center.

In the car, Su Nan read all the materials and arrived after a while.

In the exhibition hall of the International Convention and Exhibition Center.

The opening ceremony was simple but solemn, and all the people who came were from the upper class who were specially invited.

The boss of the convention and exhibition center refused to greet him in person.

Su Nan got off the car and took Yu Lou to the art exhibition area.

Different styles such as romantic realistic style and abstract century style are in the same area, separated by the walls of the semi-open space.

Most of the paintings that can be displayed inside are treasured, so they are even more precious.

Almost every painting, she stopped to appreciate it seriously.

Seeing her seriousness, Yu Lou went to see what he liked.

Until the last painting, covered by a black cloth, the content cannot be seen.

Su Nan paused, was it the staff's mistake?

She picked up the tools on the table next to her, gently lifted the black cloth, and the huge painting was lifted to a corner, slowly revealing its true face.

Entering the eye is the endless darkness, and there is a huge gate inlaid with gold gems in the middle.

The door was opened with a gap, and the sun burst in, like a sharp sword, piercing the night.

And standing in front of the door, is the back of a girl.

She was wearing a long red dress, with a graceful figure, her long hair was slightly curled, and the bright red and the night almost blended together.

The oncoming sense of suffocation and anticipation is intertwined and complexly presented on the painting in front of him, with a richness like indestructible ink.

Heavy and flashy intertwined, the feeling is very mysterious.

Her hands froze slightly, and her eyes froze.

The scene in front of him seemed very familiar.

"Su Nan?"

A soft voice called her name from behind.

Su Nan turned back subconsciously, saw who was coming, and smiled.

"Aunt Cheng?"

Cheng Yi's mother, Guan Zhiling.

I had been on vacation in Switzerland before, and it seemed that I had come back on a whim.

"Sure enough, it's you. I'm very familiar with the back."

Su Nan stepped forward and hugged her gently, and naturally saw the person standing beside her, Song Chi.

The smile gradually widened.

"President Song? What a coincidence?"

Song Chi curled the corners of his lips perfunctorily. He was slapped by Su Nan last time, and the words were so unpleasant.

Of course not as if nothing happened.

It's just that in front of Cheng Yi's mother, I didn't want the scene to be too ugly.

"Mr. Su, it's a coincidence. I didn't expect that Mr. Su would be so interested in art exhibitions?"

Su Nan smiled and heard the coldness in her words.

"Could it be that in President Song's mind, I can only be interested in making money?"

Guan Zhiling was stunned for a moment, seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right.

Just as he was about to speak, the manager of the exhibition hall trotted over quickly.

"Mrs. Cheng, Mr. Su, the reception has been poor. Do you have any paintings you like?"

Song Chi spoke immediately.

"This painting is good, and Aunt Cheng likes it too. Why don't I buy it and give it to Aunt Cheng?"

Guan Zhiling paused, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"You don't have to spend money, you are a guest..."

Song Chi was generous, and deliberately wanted to please Guan Zhiling, so naturally he would not miss this good opportunity.

Immediately, she turned to look at the boss of the exhibition hall.

"Just this painting, wrap it up."

The boss shook his head decisively.

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