After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

expect?

Or rather, a little scared?

It's hard to explain and understand.

Chen Pingan just felt a little embarrassed.

"Professor Lan, I don't want you to misunderstand me, but in fact, it seems that only the works you draw can make me feel that kind of inner peace.

Originally I thought that your works would only resonate with me when I saw them in Vienna.

But most of the works I saw in your studio resonated with me.

It’s hard to explain this feeling; it’s quite mysterious.”

He paused, "I don't know if you can understand what I'm saying..."

Lanxiang nodded.

It was for this reason that she fell in love with Buddhist paintings. Although her father and brothers did not approve, she persisted.

Later, I got the approval of my family.

Seeing her nod, Chen Pingan continued, "Just now in the cave, I found that it was still like this. I could even feel which parts you had maintained personally.

Don’t you think this is mysterious?”

Lanxiang continued to nod.

Chen Pingan took half a step forward, and the distance between the two of them was already beyond the normal distance between two people talking face to face.

Lanxiang's hands scratched the pockets of her down jacket, trying to wipe the sweat off her palms.

Chen Pingan stared into her eyes and said, "Professor Lan, why is it that only your work is like this?

Have you had any different experiences in the past?"

Lanxiang didn't know what was going on, but facing this young man who was much younger than her, she saw the inquiry in his eyes and nodded involuntarily.

"When I was in middle school, I had an illness that couldn't be cured. Later, while I was browsing my phone on the hospital bed, I saw a Buddhist painting..."

Chen Ping'an's eyes narrowed slightly.

Lanxiang continued, "Maybe the Buddhist painting that time interested me, or maybe it was some other reason, no one could explain it clearly, but the treatment was effective anyway.

That’s why I like painting.”

She exhaled and continued, "I don't know why you have this effect. It may be that you usually have too many things on your mind and the mental pressure is too great."

Chen Pingan sniffed Rulan's scent and nodded slightly, "Has anyone else told you that only your work has this effect on them?"

Lanxiang shook her head, "Not really. You're the first one!"

Chen Pingan took a step back and moved to the downwind side. He took out a cigar and lit one without asking her if it was okay.

His action of turning to the downwind side made Lanxiang feel a little moved.

"Mr. Chen, if my work is useful to you, I would also find it amazing.

I can’t explain the reason clearly.

I wonder if you have had any experiences that are different from others?

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Am I a reborn person?

Can you say that?

Other things, such as hiring someone to kill someone, cannot be mentioned either.

I have done a lot of things in the past few years, but I can't talk about anything except starting a company and making money.

The question is, if I tell her that I am good at making money, will she misunderstand that I am showing off?

Unnecessary things.

After thinking for a moment, he explained, "I have a lot of things to do, and the pressure I'm under is indeed very great.

That Huo Xiuzhu came all the way from the capital to stop me.

He is the current head of the Huo family in Beijing."

Lan Xiang's mind flashed back to the image of Huo Xiuzhu, and she whispered, "The Huo family in Beijing? Is there another Huo Zhijun in the Southern Theater Command?"

Chen Pingan looked up blankly, "How did you know? Your family..."

Lan Xiang smiled and smoothed her hair with her hand, "My father is Lan Weizhong."

Seeing that Chen Ping'an didn't respond, she added: "My father is from the Western Theater Command, a lieutenant general in the army."

Chen Pingan wondered, "Shouldn't the Western Theater Command be in the south? Why are you in the northwest?"

“I chose it myself.