His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 749

Lu Wanyu put down his chopsticks, walked over and hugged her, then said, "It doesn't matter, your situation is special. As long as you explain it to him, he will definitely understand. Feng Can is so nice, right?"

While talking, Lu Wanyu suddenly realized that this method would not work.

Because it can't be said.

Qian Miao said, "If you want to say it, say it, I believe in Feng Can's character."

Wei Wu's eyes lit up for a second, but shook her head: "No, I don't want to involve him. Look, he was injured because of me yesterday. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

These words seemed to touch a certain heartstring of Qian Miao, and her eyes darkened for a second.

Wei Wu picked up the chopsticks, put a small dumpling for each of them, and said, "Don't talk about that, we'll go play after we finish eating later."

Lu Wanyu: "Yes! Let's touch one."

The three picked up the teacups and touched each other.

Lu Wanyu casually posted all the photos of morning tea to his circle of friends, and then he concentrated on eating and chatting.

It was almost ten o'clock after breakfast. They just learned that the next door was holding an art exhibition, and the three planned to go for a walk to see and digest their food, and then play some exciting projects.

Opposite Wutongji is the Art Center, where there are many events every month.

Today, there is a painter holding a personal exhibition here.

The three bought tickets and went in to see it.

Lu Wanyu flipped through the booklet handed out by the conductor when he bought the ticket, which introduced the personal information of the owner of the exhibition.

As she flipped through the pages, she said, "This Shu Yu is not only a painter, but also a detective. He owns a detective agency and is quite famous. Apart from these two, he is actually a visiting professor."

She turned to the page with the photo and raised her eyebrows: "You're so young, I'm only 25 years old this year, and she looks good."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that her clothes were being pulled.

Turning his head, it was Wei Wu.

Wei Wu glanced at a certain place and motioned her to look over.

Lu Wanyu looked up, and was suddenly startled by what was in front of him.

On the wall three meters away, there is a painting of a figure.

The man in the painting is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the white curtains fluttering in the wind. His eyes are looking straight ahead, as if looking at the camera.

Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.

I don't know if it is because of the unique appearance of the person in the painting, or because of the artist's profound skills, which makes those eyes uniquely attractive, like a deep-sea vortex, attracting people to stare at them constantly.

No matter from which angle they looked, they felt that he was looking at them.

Originally, this was nothing, but the person above... was actually Feng Xian!

Lu Wanyu looked at Qian Miao.

Qian Miao stared at the painting without saying a word, with a mixed expression of joy and anger.

"This is my favorite and most proud work."

A female voice rang in her ears.

Qian Miao looked away from the painting and saw a beautiful woman dressed in an intellectual dress standing beside the painting.

She faced the three of them and smiled slightly: "It seems that it also attracted your idea."

Lu Wanyu coughed lightly, glanced at Qian Miao, and asked, "Is the man in this painting your friend?"

Shu Yu smiled slowly: "Not a friend."

Lu Wanyu and Wei Wu breathed a sigh of relief. They were not friends, but they were drawn according to the photos in the magazine.

After all, Feng Xian has also appeared on the covers of many financial magazines, and it is normal for some people to notice.

"Not a friend, but a man I like." Shu Yu said again.