You don't agree to have a baby, and you're anxious and angry about the divorce

The man was wearing a high-end custom-made black suit, and his cold and handsome face showed a natural ruthlessness. He was obviously a business president, but for some reason, every time Mu Yuan saw him, he felt that he looked like a gangster.

Yes. A rogue! A gangster!

Or the kind that speaks very annoyingly and venomously.

He was accompanied by a girl.

She is very good-looking, with neat and clean short hair and a bright and free temperament. It seems that...how should I put it, the two of them are quite a good match.

But before the marriage, she asked Li Chengye about his emotional experience.

Do you have a girlfriend?

He said no.

Are there any emotional entanglements that have not been resolved?

He said no.

She doesn't care about marriage arrangements or weddings for good fortune.

But she doesn't want to be the latecomer in someone else's relationship.

Because many times, even though the latecomer has done nothing wrong, he or she will still be accused of destroying other people's feelings for no reason.

Anyway, as long as this is certain.

What kind of woman is around Li Chenye now.

It doesn't matter to her.

After thinking this through, Mu Yuan withdrew his gaze and entered the exhibition hall with Rao Menghan.

The exhibition hall has three floors, with the middle hall rising to the top floor. It is spacious and bright, with clear and pure music playing slowly, creating a unique atmosphere.

After visiting the first floor, Rao Menghan went to the bathroom, while Mu Yuan stared in front of a work titled "Mother and Lover".

"Is this work very attractive to you?" A gentle male voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Mu Yuan turned around and saw a gentle man wearing glasses and wearing a white shirt standing behind her. He had a gentle smile and a handsome face.

"Yeah." Mu Yuan nodded and smiled politely.

“She is a very gentle and selfless mother, but she is also the most hated woman in the world – a mistress. It is very contradictory and dramatic, so the sense of tearing expressed in the painting is very shocking.”

"Human nature is complicated." Mu Yuan looked at the painting on the wall, "But if it's wrong, it's wrong. There's nothing to say."

"Hello, I'm Zhuo Xingli's calligraphy and painting agent, Ji Min."

Zhuo Xingli is the author of this painting.

He is also a new and emerging designer who is considered by his roommates to be very good-looking.

"Hello." As they are all artists, Mu Yuan thinks it is a good thing to have the opportunity to make more connections, so he is not opposed to polite socializing. "My name is Mu Yuan, and I am a sophomore at Yancheng Academy of Fine Arts."

"From the Academy of Fine Arts?" The man's eyes were filled with surprise. "Me too, but I graduated four years ago and I'm your senior."

"Mu Yuan." Rao Menghan came back from the bathroom and saw the man next to Mu Yuan. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Brother Ji, didn't we agree to introduce you to each other later? Why can't you wait and start a conversation first?"

Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Rao Menghan came over, hooked her arm around Mu Yuan's shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "I mentioned this to you before. My parents' friend's son is handsome and has a good personality. I've always wanted to introduce him to you. Today is a good day, so I quietly called him out."

Mu Yuan was suddenly embarrassed.

If she is looking for career-oriented friendship, she will definitely be able to do it with ease.

Dating for romantic relationships...

She had clearly refused before, but it didn't stop Rao Menghan's enthusiasm, and she actually called her to the exhibition directly.

"I have no plans to fall in love." Mu Yuan emphasized in a low voice.

"It's okay, let's just be friends." Rao Menghan patted her on the back with his big hand, "Let Brother Ji accompany you to the back two floors. I'm going to look for that handsome mixed-race guy!"

After saying this, Rao Menghan left the scene like a roller coaster.

Mu Yuan: “…”

This kind of friendship based on matchmaking is impossible for Mu Yuan to be just ordinary friends.

Maybe someone else can do it.

But she can't.

After all, people don't know that she is married.

"Don't feel pressured. Menghan didn't mean any harm. She just wanted to introduce you to each other. It just so happened that you wanted to see this exhibition, and I happened to be the agent of this painter. It was fate, so she told me that."

Ji Min was considerate and noticed that she was a little uncomfortable, so he spoke gently.

Mu Yuan sighed inwardly and could only bite the bullet and said, "It's okay, just look at the paintings."

They went to the second floor together.

As soon as she reached the second floor, Mu Yuan's eyes suddenly met with a man not far away.

Li Chengye was leaning casually on the glass railing on the second floor, looking at her with a disdainful look and a half-smile.

The girl who had just walked with him was not there.

He is alone now.

Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the pair of bottomless and playful black eyes, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

But since they were out and about and had agreed to a secret marriage, she couldn't say anything, so she could only look away silently and follow Ji Min to the exhibition hall in the opposite direction.

Li Chengye frowned and his lips curled coldly.

They all pretend not to know each other.

You are quite capable.

There was also a dead man with him.

"What's wrong with you? You don't look very good." Mu Yuan was quietly looking at the painting on the wall when Ji Min beside him suddenly asked.

Mu Yuan touched his face: "Is there?"

"Yeah." Ji Min stared at her face, "She looks a lot paler, and she seems to be feeling unwell."

Mu Yuan thought that wouldn’t be the case.

Although Li Chengye was a rather intimidating person, she hadn't done anything wrong, so she wouldn't be scared if she met him by chance.

She's not that mentally weak.

She touched her face and turned on the front camera of her phone to take a picture.

Nothing has changed.

Ji Min suddenly laughed: "Sorry, I lied to you. You look very good, your skin is white, and you are very beautiful."

Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled stiffly: "Thank you."

Halfway through the tour, Ji Min suddenly received a phone call.

It seemed as if the painter himself had approached him.

Ji Min apologized to Mu Yuan and said that he had something to do and needed to go to the conference room on the third floor.

Mu Yuan said it was okay and let him mind his own business.

After Mu Yuan was left alone, she felt much more at ease.

She began to visit the exhibition hall carefully, but thinking that Li Chenye had just been there, Mu Yuan did not go over there. Instead, she went to the first floor and re-examined the paintings that she had not appreciated carefully because Ji Min was around.

"You're hiding from me." She was looking at the painting seriously when a cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Mu Yuan turned around and met someone's sinister and playful black eyes. She smiled and said politely, "Boss Li."

Li Chengye walked closer, bent slightly, and looked closer.

"Didn't I tell you not to show up in front of me for a month? How many times has this happened today? You deliberately show up in front of me, and bring a man with you."

"Play hard to get?"

"Showing off your good looks and having many suitors around you, reminding me to cherish you?"