Chen Liang didn't wait for Yu Ji's report, instead he waited for an unexpected person.

Lanting Avenue.

A high-standard art exhibition was held here, which attracted many literati and scholars to watch.

Chen Liang is one of them.

"Unexpectedly, you are still interested in paintings."

A familiar voice sounded behind itself.

Standing in front of a post-modernist oil painting, Chen Liang turned around and looked at the approaching beauty with a gentle smile.

"The soul is always exiled in the materialistic steel jungle. You have to find a corner and take a rest. These artworks are perfect."

The beauty stood beside him.

"You know how to paint?"

"I don't understand it very well, but this does not prevent them from letting my body and mind be washed and comforted."

"Words and words are sometimes not enough to carry the ideas and emotions we want to express, so paintings came into being. To be honest, Leonardo is my idol.

The beauty smiled.

"It sounds like an artist."

The talkative Chen Liang didn't change his face, smiled and said, "Is there anything Miss Zhao is looking for?"

That's right.

This glamorous and glamorous person is the daughter of the governor-Zhao Qingzi.

In all, since the last time he rejected the other party's proposal to deal with Yu Ji, he and this Donghai's veritable first daughter have not seen each other for a while.

"I heard you beat Luan Feng?"

Zhao Qingzi also looked at the large oil painting hanging in the glass.

Postmodernism originated from modernism but rebelled against modernism. It is a critique and deconstruction of the way of thinking that deprives people of their subjectivity and richness of sense of integrity, centrality, and identity in the modernization process.

Anyway, the explanation is very vague and profound. It reflects the painting, that is, except for the painter himself, maybe no one knows what he painted or what he wants to express.

Of course, none of this hinders the value of these paintings.

Regardless of a small piece of paper, if it is sold, it may be worth more than a suite.

"Miss Zhao's statement is not appropriate. At best, it was just a little conflict, and it has been perfectly resolved."

In the spotless white gallery, Chen Liang and Zhao Qingzi stood side by side, admiring the paintings together.

"A little conflict?"

Zhao Qingzi directly exposed Chen Liang's lies.

"I heard that you directly threw Luan Feng out of the box, and the door was smashed. This matter has been spread in the circle of the second ancestor of the East China Sea."

She turned her head, not smiling.

"You are now a celebrity."

"Miss Zhao, I think you have also understood what happened. You must be clear. I have no choice."

"It's understandable that I'm angry at the crown."

Zhao Qingzi looked at oil painting again.

"Snatching a woman from Luan Feng's hands, you are still the first in history."

This time, Chen Liang looked at her.

"This is a misunderstanding. Miss Gu and I have nothing to do with each other."

"Dare to do it or not? She has advertised it in her circle of friends, so why do you conceal it? Even Luan Feng, why don't you dare to admit it?"

Chen Liang smiled.

The world looks big, but sometimes, it seems pitifully small.

In fact, this is normal. The world looks big, but it's just the grassroots level.

"You also know Miss Gu?"

"I can't talk about acquaintance, I've seen it a few times."

Zhao Qingzi's tone is flat, and it can be seen that her friendship with Gu Yanzhi should be really not very good, maybe not even the likes.

"That photo is not enough to explain anything. She deliberately wanted to frame me."

Framed.

The term Chen Liang is undoubtedly quite brilliant.

A girl from Gu Yanzhi's background can't really be a nympho, so the true intentions of her behavior are worth pondering.

"That can only say that you were lucky enough to be picked by her."

Zhao Qingzi said, "But don't worry, she shouldn't stay in the East China Sea for long, maybe she will leave today."

Hearing this, Chen Liang felt a little more relaxed.

If the girl pesters him every day, then he can't do anything.

However, he also had some doubts, how did Zhao Qingzi know.

"With her personality, even if she leaves this time, she should already be thinking about you, so don't take it lightly. She does everything."

Chen Liang didn't doubt this.

From the beginning, Gu Yanzhi’s performance has not been normal.

"Miss Zhao, who is she?"

Chen Liang couldn't help asking.

"She doesn't have the last name Gu."

Zhao Qingzi said astonishingly.

Without waiting for Chen Liang to continue to ask, she spoke: "If the Qing Dynasty hadn't perished, her identity would be a dignity, less to say."

Chen Liang was taken aback.

Grid?

Even if he had guessed that the girl's background was not small, Gu Yanzhi's true identity was still a bit beyond his imagination.

Chen Liang's eyes twitched a few times

What the hell, it's really a genuine gold branch and jade leaf.

He was fortunate that he stuck to his principles last night, otherwise...

Although the previous dynasty is perished, no one really thinks that all the relatives and relatives of the emperor have fallen, right?

No wonder Luan Feng was like a dog licking in front of the girl, and he didn't even put a fart when he was beaten.

Chen Liang smiled bitterly, and for a while, a faint feeling of...honour?

Shaking his head, he calmed down.

"With such a prominent identity, her family will let her run around alone?"

"She sneaked out, her family didn't know."

I don’t know.

Chen Liang didn't forget that the girl had kissed him.

Gan.

At any rate, it's a grid, can't you be reserved?

After learning that Gu Yanzhi was wrong, to be precise, it should be Aixinjue Luo Yanzhi's identity, apart from shock, Chen Liang's second thought was to call Dong Dong swearly.

This is pimping him, it is simply pushing him into the fire pit!

Anyone who has watched court dramas and historical dramas should know that even if raw rice is cooked for mature rice, you will not be a concierge waiting for you, it is most likely a guillotine.

However, after thinking about it, Chen Liang was also sensibly clear, Dong Dong and even Zhao Lin certainly did not know the girl's true identity.

Otherwise, if he really harmed the girl, Dong Dong and his wife might have to be'linked'.

"Miss Zhao, thanks for reminding."

Chen Liang thanked Zhao Qingzi with a sincere expression. This is not the first time the other party has helped him.

"No need."

"Even if I don't remind you, someone should remind you."

Through Chen Liang's angle, only the corner of the other side's mouth was slightly raised, revealing an intriguing arc.

"You and Yu Ji are already engaged in commercial friendly cooperation, aren't they?"