Ye Tianxin looked at the bottom of the picture frame with a sold word written on it.

"Yes, I'm the buyer."

Li Qingcang leaned into Ye Tianxin's ears and said softly.

Ye Tianxin said playfully, "The financial backer is very good."

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang slowly admired all the paintings in this gallery. The average level of these paintings was very high, and some of them were obviously super-level paintings.

In fact, there are many spiritual and talented painters who have been buried for various reasons.

"I'll buy your painting first, so that someone can buy your painting."

When Ye Tianxin thought of it, if her painting was bought by someone else and hung it in the room, the feeling was inexplicably grim and fearful.

"It's still the thoughtful thing my husband thinks."

Although Li Qingcang bought this painting in advance, it also needs to be exhibited until the end of the exhibition according to regulations.

After the exhibition ends, there will still be a charity auction for the exhibition.

The money obtained from the auction will become a nutritious lunch for mountain schools.

"Which pair do you like?"

After walking around, Ye Tianxin chose two paintings.

One is "Early Summer" painted by Yan Shanyue.

A copy of "Return" painted by an unknown painter.

The artistic conception of both paintings is particularly good, and the painter's brushwork is delicate and gentle.

"I also like these two pairs."

Of course, Li Qingcang has no position on these things, and what she likes is naturally what he likes.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the auction of the Charity Art Exhibition was officially launched.

The auction venue is simple and artistic.

As an auctioneer, Yan Shanyue stood on the auction table and explained in detail the origin of these paintings.

Her voice was gentle and beautiful.

That confident look made Ye Tianxin unable to help but wonder, decades of peaceful marriage life have smoothed all her edges and corners?

"I feel that Aunt Yue is very outstanding tonight."

"Is that true? That's the same thing as the hero, and I think she's excellent."

In the darkness, there was a man standing here alone and watching Yan Shanyue on the stage.

She was his wife.

It is a pearl in his life.

But he was too stupid, and he threw this pearl into the dark corner stupidly

This pearl was covered with a thick layer of dust.

It lost its dazzling brilliance.

Yan Shanyue, standing on the auction table, her eyes flashed across Yingying's face. In just over ten days, he seemed to have become a different person.

After the auction, Yan Shanyue got off the stage, she walked to Hui Wang's side, and asked coldly and plainly, "Do you have something to do?"

"I'll see you."

At this time, Xi Wangwan was completely without the spirit of the past, mature and restrained.

Yan Shanyue noticed some small details on Hui Wang's body, and she whispered, "Hui Wang, have you never looked in the mirror when you went out?"

"What's wrong?"

Hui Wang knew nothing.

Yan Shanyue sighed and said, "I hope, I know that Li Zhiwei's death will have a great blow to you."

"Wife, can't we really have to come here?"

"Sorry, no."

Yan Shanyue thought to herself, if Hui Wang wanted to get back with her, then sorry, she had never thought about this problem.

Never before.

After divorced from Huiyuan, she seemed to see the most...the last light in her life.

She didn't know when her life would end.
Chapter completed!