After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband is a billionaire

Qu Ling took a few deep breaths, spoke a few words to his assistant in a calm tone, and then released his hand from the door handle.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

After the assistant hurriedly left, Qu Ling adjusted his dress with a sneer, went up to the third floor calmly, and walked into the room at the end of the corridor.

Chu Yi chased up to the second floor and didn't see Qu Ling, but saw her assistant not far from the stairs.

"Fourth Master, you can't come up..."

The assistant blocked Chu Yi's way with a nervous look on his face, and was frightened by his angry eyes and kept backing away.

The lady told her to pretend to be afraid and stop the Fourth Young Master, and then lead him to the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor without leaving any trace.

Facing the Fourth Master at this moment, she was really scared.

"Get out of the way!" Chu Yi growled through gritted teeth.

The female assistant turned pale with fright.

I've heard that the Fourth Master has an unruly personality, but I've never seen him look so terrifying, like a ferocious beast breaking free from a cage.

The female assistant subconsciously glanced at the third floor and said in a trembling voice, "Fourth Master, today is Mr.'s birthday. Please don't act rashly."

Her wife had told her to say this.

Sure enough, something seemed to ignite in Chu Yi's eyes. He pushed the female assistant away and quickly went to the third floor.

The female assistant steadied herself and immediately chased after him, shouting in panic, "Fourth Master, you can't go. Madam isn't up there."

The more the female assistant does this, the more obvious it becomes.

Soon, Chu Yi reached the third floor, and the female assistant ran in front of Chu Yi, seemingly trying to stop him, but in fact, she was leading him towards a certain room intentionally or unintentionally.

When approaching the room at the end of the corridor, Chu Yi stopped when he saw the panicked look on the female assistant's face.

"Get out of the way!" Chu Yi stared at the door of the room, making sure Qu Ling was inside.

"Fourth Master..."

Before the female assistant could finish her words, Chu Yi pulled her away.

Open the door and close it again in one go.

At this time, Qu Ling was sitting on the sofa with his back to the door. He leisurely put down the teacup in his hand. There was a hint of success in his eyes, which was replaced by malice in an instant.

Chu Yi stepped closer and asked sternly, "Where is the painting?"

Today's art exhibition is organized by Qu Ling.

Everyone said that Qu Ling did it for Fu Zhou, but Chu Yi knew that this woman's love for his father was not as deep as the outside world saw.

She wanted to get rid of the painting left by his mother in a legitimate way.

"What painting?" Qu Ling turned his head slightly.

In my peripheral vision, Chu Yi had already taken off his hat and mask, revealing a delicate face.

What a resemblance!

However, the top entertainment star Chu Yi that we see on TV and in the media is either handsome and imposing, or unruly and uninhibited, and each side of him is so dazzling that countless people are obsessed with him.

But who knows that he has another unknown side?

Even he himself didn't know.

Qu Ling turned his body a little more and stared at Chu Yi for a long time, as if thinking about how confident he was in bringing out his unknown side today.

Thinking of that rainy night more than ten years ago, the evil in Qu Ling's heart grew wildly.

"Xiao Yi, there are so many paintings downstairs. Which one do you like? I'll ask someone to keep it for you." Qu Ling smiled gently.

That smile made Chu Yi extremely disgusted.

Especially when she called him "Xiao Yi", it was as if something was hitting his head, causing him inexplicable pain.

Chu Yi didn't want to see her for a moment, he just wanted to get the painting back, "You know which one I want!"

Qu Ling smiled, "I know? Xiaoyi, how should I know which painting you want?"

"Xiao Yi..."

Chu Yi's head hurt even more with each call of "Xiao Yi".

"Xiao Yi, how about this? I'll bring the album and you can look for it. Luckily, they gave me an electronic backup of the paintings in today's exhibition. Come, take a look..."

Qu Ling took out his cell phone, stood up, walked to Chu Yi, and handed the phone to Chu Yi.

The paintings play automatically one by one.

At first there was nothing special, it was indeed the painting exhibited downstairs.

But suddenly, a photo among those paintings flashed by.

The painting shows a woman, holding a paintbrush and painting by the lake. She is just a silhouette, with the wind blowing her skirt and hair. The picture is beautiful and peaceful.

And the woman in the painting...

It seemed like something had penetrated into Chu Yi's heart, causing his head to hurt even more.

The paintings continued to flash before my eyes like slides. Among those paintings, there were occasionally some photos, and without exception, there was a woman in the photos.

Who is that woman?

Even if one notices that Qu Ling mixed photos into his paintings, it must be with bad intentions.

But Chu Yi, who originally wanted to find the painting, seemed to be attracted by an inexplicable force at this time, and wanted to find out who the woman in the photo was?

Noticing the strangeness in his expression, Qu Ling sneered, "Don't you recognize her?"

"Who is she?" Chu Yi asked impatiently.

"She is a hateful woman. She abandoned you. Have you forgotten?" Qu Ling suddenly took back the phone.

But as she moved, Chu Yi's eyes became more and more passionate.

In the heat, there is a hint of madness.

Almost instinctively, Chu Yi clenched his fists and growled, "She didn't abandon me!"

His determination surprised Qu Ling.

Even though he had forgotten her and didn't know who she was, he still protected her so much and firmly believed that she had not abandoned him, just like she did back then.

They really are... mother and son!

Qu Ling felt disdainful.

Mother and son?

Could it be a weapon to destroy them?

Qu Ling sighed suddenly, "It seems you really forgot that what you are looking for is this painting, right?"

Qu Ling found the painting that Su Ran bought on his phone and showed it to Chu Yi.

Seeing the painting, Chu Yi's expression became even more excited, "That's my mother's painting, you have no right to dispose of it."

"Your mother's painting?" Qu Ling said disdainfully, "You can't even remember your mother, but you remember that this is her painting."

Chu Yi was obviously stunned for a moment.

Qu Ling continued to mock and provoke:

"You forgot about her!"

"But it's okay for you to forget. For so many years, the entire Fu family has been forbidden to mention her in front of you. They are afraid that you will remember her and what she did to you."

"Xiaoyi, that's what your mother calls you, right?"

Xiao Yi...

As far as I can remember, no one has ever called him that.

But these two words sounded very familiar to him. At this moment, it was as if a voice penetrated time and echoed in his ears.

"Xiaoyi, Mom didn't mean it..."

"Xiao Yi, I'm sorry..."

The sound was vague, not entirely real.

The headache became more severe. Chu Yi held his head and gritted his teeth to endure it.

It seems like something is locked in a gate, and once the gate is opened, those things will rush out.

"Ah..." Chu Yi growled.

Qu Ling looked at him from the side and knew that perhaps the time was coming.

"Xiao Yi, there is a door over there. If you go in, you might be able to see her..."