Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

The rain gradually subsided and became a drizzle.

There was a commotion in the gallery hall.

"Boss, your things are here." Annie invited Lindu to the hall.

"Open it and be careful." Lin Du directed the staff who came to deliver the items.

It is square and looks like a painting. After opening the professional packaging, the contents are revealed.

The two little girls working the gallery's reception desk and Annie stood nearby and watched.

Lin Du continued to direct, "Be careful, carry it to Mr. Zhang's office."

Zhang Yueyue was drinking coffee in the office when she heard someone knocking on the door. "Come in."

"Be careful, handle it with care." The leader of the staff delivering the painting directed the two staff members who were carrying the painting.

"Hang it on the wall opposite the desk later." Lin Du spoke to the leader who delivered the painting.

"Yes."

"Lin Du, what is this? It's hanging in my office?" Zhang Yueyue stood up and came to Lin Du.

"Yuer, this is a gift from me to you." Lin Du looked at Zhang Yueyue with an undisguised look of doting, which had become his usual expression in the past few days.

Zhang Yueyue was puzzled. Since Lin Du divorced her, he said that he had no inspiration and she really hadn't seen him paint. "Give me a painting? A painting by you?"

"I bought it for you." Lindu smiled and shook his head.

"Buy me a painting?" Zhang Yueyue thought it was a world famous painting or something like that. She thought that even if it was a world famous painting, she might not appreciate it.

"Open it. Be careful. Slowly." Lindu was a little nervous.

The staff is well trained and very professional in unpacking the painted covers.

Zhang Yueyue was stunned, this painting was her work, it was the first painting she sold.

At that time, Zhang Yueyue and Lin Du were still in the passionate period of love, and they were both new talents in the painting world.

The newcomers are not famous yet, and they are already very pleased that someone can buy their paintings.

This painting was Zhang Yueyue's first painting that was actually sold. She remembered that it was sold at a very low price, only a few hundred yuan.

For rich people like Lin Du and Zhang Yueyue, a few hundred dollars are nothing. The significance of selling a painting is that it means someone appreciates their creative ability.

When the painting was sold, Zhang Yueyue cried because she couldn't bear to part with it. Lin Du also said that if she couldn't bear to part with it, she should keep it and not sell it. Zhang Yueyue still decided to sell it.

After selling the paintings, Lin Du took Zhang Yueyue to Tahiti and they stayed there for a month before returning to Beijing.

"Yuer, do you still remember this painting?" Lin Du said in a gentle voice.

"My painting is 'Early Spring.'" Zhang Yueyue walked in front of the painting.

"Yes, it's your Early Spring. You cried when I sold it. Now, I got it back."

Zhang Yueyue choked up a little, "It's been more than 30 years, how did you find it?"

After Zhang Yueyue became famous, most of her other paintings were displayed by collectors, but there was no news about "Early Spring". She thought she would never see this painting again.

"Well, there's always a way to find it. I met a dealer at the Safebee auction and he helped me find it."

"Lindu, thank you." Zhang Yueyue was sincerely grateful and very moved.

“Yuer, there’s no need to thank me between us.” Lin Du instructed the staff to help hang it on the wall opposite Zhang Yueyue’s desk.

The staff member who delivered the paintings finished his work and walked out of the office, leaving Lin Du and Zhang Yueyue alone in the office.

"Lindu, how much did you spend on this painting?"

"Not much."

"How many are there?" Zhang Yueyue stood outside the painting, looking at it, as if she had seen a long-lost child, with mixed emotions.