After the flash marriage, she became Mr. Zhan's favorite

Yu Nuan put her arm around Mi Duo's shoulders and hugged her quietly without saying a word. Words were pale in the face of sadness.

Zhan Lan couldn't bear to see the two of them like this, so he pulled them forward.

"Come on, let me show you a work of art that has vitality, to change your mind."

They stood in front of a painting, and Zhan Lan introduced, "This is the work of the late writer Pei Yuan. I didn't expect to see her work at today's exhibition. The characteristics of her works are the bold and spiritual use of colors, and the strong tension of life."

Pei Yuan? Mi Duo's first reaction was that this name was so familiar.

She looked up at the painting with a gold frame. In the center of the picture was a little girl with pigtails, surrounded by a large number of brilliant colors forming circles of light.

Above the picture is the low-hanging sky with stars twinkling.

The name of the painting is "Looking Up".

Mi Duo didn't understand much about painting, but she felt that the scenery in the picture seemed to flow, and something was poking straight into her heart.

She looked at the child in the picture again, and her eyes fell on the two words stamped on the signature: Pei Yuan.

She suddenly looked up at Yu Nuan beside her.

I saw that she was shaking violently, and big tears rolled down her cheeks like beads, wetting her white shirt.

Zhan Lan looked at Yu Nuan like this and asked Mi Duo in a low voice, "What's going on?"

“This is her mother’s painting.”

"Is her mother the famous painter Pei Yuan?"

Mi Duo nodded gently, walked to Yu Nuan, hugged her and let her lean on her.

Yu Nuan would never have thought that she would see her mother's paintings at this art exhibition today.

It was just a casual glance.

Just one glance, and a gash was suddenly opened three inches away from her heart.

She was trembling with pain.

This painting was drawn by her mother when she was three years old. Her mother would draw a picture for her every year.

From the moment she was born.

Her mother joked with her, "One painting a year. By the time I can no longer paint, I should have dozens of paintings. Mom's paintings are not cheap. You can give them to our Xiao Nuan as a dowry, or you can leave them for your own grandchildren to see."

To Yu Nuan, those were not ordinary paintings. Each of those paintings was filled with a mother's rich and abundant love for her children.

Sadly, she only painted the seventh picture, as her parents passed away when she was seven years old.

He left decisively and without any warning.

These seven paintings, along with other paintings by my mother, were secretly sold by Li Xiuying at some point in time.

None of them were left for her.

Yu Nuan sobbed on Mi Duo's shoulder for a long time, then stood up slightly and wiped the tears from her face.

Turning to ask Zhan Lan, "Do you know the painter who is holding the exhibition?"

Zhan Lan said: "Not really acquaintance, he and my father have some friendship, I met him when I was a child, but I haven't seen him for many years, he probably can't remember me, I just saw him over there, if you want to see him, I'll take you there."

Zhan Lan took Yu Nuan to find the painter Chen Wei.

Chen Wei is fifty-three years old this year. He has the elegance and unruliness of an artist, and looks much younger than his actual age.

Zhan Lan tried to get close to him first, "Uncle Chen, I am Zhan Qing's daughter Zhan Lan, do you still remember me? You held me in your arms when I was a child."

Chen Wei narrowed his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to remember something.

He smiled and said, "It's Xiaolan. Are you this old now? Oh, I haven't seen you for many years. How is your father? I have been abroad for many years and rarely come back. This time I came back, I wanted to catch up with your father, but I didn't expect to see you here."

Zhan Lan smiled and said, "My father is doing well now. Thank you Uncle Chen for your concern."

Then she introduced Yu Nuan to Chen Wei, "Is this my sister-in-law?"

Chen Wei said: "Is this my wife?"

Zhan Lan said: "Yes."

Yu Nuan greeted Chen Wei, then praised his work, and finally tactfully expressed her desire to buy his paintings.

Chen Weidao: "Which of my works did you like?"

Yu Nuan said: "I really like the painting "Looking Up", I wonder if Uncle Chen can sell it to me?"

Chen Wei paused for a moment and said with embarrassment: "If you like any of my other works, I can give them to you directly, but not this one. I spent a lot of effort to buy it from a private collector. To be honest, I like this painting very much and it has special meaning to me. Last year, my son begged me to give it to him, but I didn't give it to him."

What I mean is, no one can take this painting away from me.

Zhan Lan wanted to say something, but Yu Nuan gently pressed his hand and stopped him in time.

She was happy that someone liked her mother's work so much, but of course she felt more lost.

But forcing others to do something they don't want to do is not her usual style.

The rising hope was dashed like a bucket of cold water, and she could only swallow the bitter loss silently.

It’s enough to know that my mother’s works are so popular.

Chen Wei spoke to them for a few more words and then went on with his business.

The three of them looked at the paintings for a while, and when they saw that it was almost time, they walked towards the entrance of the art gallery.

When they reached the door, Zhan Lan pushed Yu Nuan, who was walking with her eyes downcast, and said, "My brother is here."

Yu Nuan followed the direction she pointed and saw Zhan Lichen standing there with a tall and graceful figure, looking at her with a noble look in his eyes.

She couldn't help but feel her eyes warm up instantly.

Zhan Lichen walked towards her. Yu Nuan smiled at him and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Let me see you."

These five simple words struck Yu Nuan's heart.

She walked up to him and took his arm, looking at him with her beautiful eyes, "Mr. Zhan, are you going to treat us to a meal?"

Zhan Lichen looked at her with gentle and warm eyes, and the curve of his mouth grew wider and wider, "I am very happy to do so, Mrs. Zhan."

After the four of them finished their meal, Mi Duo and Zhan Lan quickly left, leaving the space for the young couple.

Yu Nuan said she was tired, so Zhan Lichen took her home.

When they got home, Yu Nuan said to Zhan Lichen, "Go and do your thing. I want to lie down in bed for a while."

"I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I'll stay at home with you."

As he said this, he picked up Yu Nuan and walked towards the bedroom.

"If you're tired, just take a nap. It happens that I'm sleepy too."

When Yu Nuan fell asleep, Zhan Lichen had been observing her. At first, she slept uneasily, with her eyelashes trembling and her eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

Gradually, I slept more peacefully.

He held her tightly in his arms, and as the person in his arms moved restlessly, his heart was also tightened.

Yu Nuan slept very soundly in Zhan Lichen's arms, and it was almost six o'clock when she woke up.

She found that as long as he was with her, she always felt extremely safe.

Zhan Lichen stared at her pink face as she slept and said, "Get up and pack your things. I'll take you somewhere."