Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

"F. Y's monopoly position in the art market has lasted for a century. It is not so easy to break it. Some small art companies that have sprung up in history were either swallowed by F. Y, or Just got crushed, no company has ever survived, but my dad and your dad just wanted to give it a go."

Hearing these words, Jingshaji suddenly remembered a sentence his father often said when he was a child.He said: "Art is for people to see. It is not something that can be estimated, and it should not be a luxury. It belongs to everyone's wealth."

Therefore, even after his father became famous, he still insisted on selling at a low price, so his paintings were sold out almost as soon as they were produced...

"Dad, what method did they use?" Reminiscent of the "Three Inch Heaven" message that day, Jing Shaji vaguely guessed the method they used, and then she heard Han Ziye say: "Do it with us now. It’s the same as yours.” He paused for a moment, and then continued, “At that time, your father’s reputation among painters was very high, so my father quickly established a studio, and your father became the most important painter in that studio. signed artist."

"They want to create their own world through my father's fame?" Jing Shaji couldn't help asking Han Ziye.

Han Ziye nodded, but his expression dimmed a little bit: "14 years ago, your father held a very important painting exhibition in the World Oil Painting Expo. I don't know if you know about it. His paintings at that time were like A dark horse, standing out among the many painters, and the price of his oil paintings is much cheaper than that of F. Y. Our father had a great success in that exhibition, but... F. Y used By the most despicable means..."

Having said this, Han Ziye suddenly stopped talking.Because he was really worried that if he continued talking, Seabuckthorn would not be able to bear it.

He turned his head and glanced at her, and she just raised her head and stared at him, without blinking her eyes, staring at him, then leaned closer to him, and put her arms around his waist, Letting myself snuggle into his arms seemed like the only way to give her courage.

"...Let's talk... I'm mentally prepared..." Just as he said this, his big windbreaker completely wrapped her in his body.

Jing Shaji was slightly startled, and couldn't help raising his head. Han Ziye lowered his head and kissed her eyes deeply, then wrapped her body tightly in his arms, and said: "For their careers that have just started, , your father is a sharp sword that can cut through thorns and thorns, and F. Y despicably cut off this sharp sword at the beginning."

Han Ziye looked down at her again, and her face turned pale little by little, and she was just wrapped in his arms, looking small and helpless.

"So..." She couldn't help but clutched his shirt tightly, and asked him, "So...my dad...is he really dead..."

The moment he heard her small helpless voice, Han Ziye felt like his heart was about to break.He hugged her tightly, rubbed her smooth forehead with his chin, and said, "No, I don't think so."

She suddenly raised her head to look at him, there was still a tear on her lower eyelashes, but her eyes were full of anticipation, and she asked him: "Really?"