God-level emotional system

Chapter 457 Realized

in the car.

"You bought me such a thing for 1800 million?" Baobao pointed to the painting next to him.

"What's wrong? You still have an opinion!" Yu Qiyuan laughed.

"I just think that you don't seem to like collecting these antiques, but you wouldn't buy this painting on impulse, so there must be other reasons for buying it!"

"Since you brought up the topic yourself, then you can guess why I bought it, if you can't guess...you don't go to bed tonight."

"Hehe...then I can only go to sister Tian's bed."

"Don't talk nonsense to me." Yu Qiyuan's pretty face suddenly became serious, obviously a little dissatisfied with Baobao's joke.

"Grandpa, please don't get involved with me, okay..." Liu Tian was very helpless. It was fine to eat your dog food every day, and you had to drag him into the water to be involved in your "battle".

Baobao smiled and took Yu Qiyuan Youxiang's body into his arms: "I think maybe grandpa likes this painting. Apart from this, I really can't think of anything else for a while."

"Wrong." Yu Qiyuan said without curiosity.

Baobao froze for a moment: "Then tell me!"

"Guess slowly."

Bao Bao was helpless, so he just hugged Xiao Qi Yuan like this, his mind kept racing, could there be any other reason?

When he arrived at Yu's house, Baobao still had no clue.

The main reason was that Yu Qiyuan was lying in his arms and hammering his chest with her small fist from time to time, making him unable to calm down and think about things.

After the two of them said "good night" to Liu Tian, ​​they went back to the room.

Back in the room, Yu Qiyuan took off her evening dress and changed into simple pajamas.

Although this dress looks good, it is too "restrictive" to wear, and you are worried about stepping on the hem of the skirt when you walk, and it is far less comfortable than pajamas.

Yu Qiyuan took off her dress and was about to change into her pajamas when she suddenly felt a pair of big hands hugging her from behind.

Baobao put his hands on her flat belly, put his head on her shoulders, and held her in his arms from behind.

Yu Qiyuan's face was slightly hot, because she was only wearing underwear now.

But feeling that Baobao is quite honest, Yu Qiyuan leaned against him, and she was also happy to enjoy such warmth, but if Baobao rubbed her chest directly, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Aren't you smart? Why haven't you thought of the answer yet?" Yu Qiyuan chuckled.

Baobao stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed her sexy little belly button, and said, "I have no time to think about it in the car, okay? I've been harassed by you all the time."

"Then think about it slowly now!"

Baobao laughed, his eyes suddenly passed over a photo on the bedside, and then he laughed.

But then, his smile slowly subsided again: "I think it should be... your father likes that painting, right?"

"What did you say?"

"I said maybe your dad liked that painting."

Yu Qiyuan took Baobao's hand away with a clearly dissatisfied expression: "Can you tell me again?"

"I said it might be a painting your father likes, what's the matter?"

Yu Qiyuan took a deep breath, and the Hongwei on her chest rose and fell with anger: "I'll give you one last chance, or you'll really sleep on the floor tonight!"

"Maybe...it's my dad's favorite painting?" Baobao felt that he had finally realized it.

"Hmph..." Yu Qiyuan finally let him go, then put on her pajamas, and sat on the bedside: "Dad always liked Mr. He Dangmian's paintings before he was alive, especially this "Spring Rain Is Like Wine and Willows" Like Smoke", but this painting was bought by an anonymous businessman very early at that time, he didn't know who it was, I didn't expect this person to donate this painting now, I will definitely buy it !"

Baobao nodded and sat beside her: "Then I understand, what are you going to do with this painting?"

"Burn it for Dad." Yu Qiyuan said.

"Don't you think about it?"

"I bought it for my dad!"

"Mr. He has been dead for nearly a hundred years, and there are not many of his surviving works. This thing can be regarded as a cultural treasure handed down! If you burn one, you will lose one."

"To me, it's just a painting." Yu Qiyuan said.

"But burning his painting, isn't it a little disrespectful to the deceased author... And you also said that Dad likes this painting very much. Do you think he wants to see you burn this painting? You always have this reason I don’t understand! I think Dad might want you to keep this painting well.”

After Baobao finished speaking, he patted her on the shoulder lightly, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, Yu Qiyuan was taking off her makeup in front of the dressing table.

"After I get off work tomorrow night, you accompany me to see my parents." Yu Qiyuan said.

"It should." Baobao nodded.

After such a long time, he also felt that it was time to visit the second elder.

As for whether the painting should be burned, Yu Qiyuan didn't mention it, neither did Baobao.

If she still insists on burning, then let her go.

After Yu Qiyuan took off her makeup and took a shower, she saw Bao Bao lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Qiyuan was wearing a tulle nightgown, and she lay her head on Baobao's chest after going to bed.

"I'm thinking about something about Lu Qin." Bao Bao put his hand on her snowy face and gently stroked it, thoughtfully.

"Huh? Did you think of anything else?" Yu Qiyuan raised her head and looked at Baobao suspiciously.

"We haven't always believed that Lu Qin committed suicide, right?" Bao Bao looked at her with lowered eyebrows.

"Anyway, I don't really believe it." Yu Qiyuan retracted her gaze and let out a light breath.

"After I saw her diary, I also suspected that she did not commit suicide. During the day, I was still thinking about asking someone to travel on weekends, but in the end, I committed suicide at night. I feel very inexplicable."

"Then did you think of something new?"

Baobao took out a candy from his pocket, peeled off the wrapping paper and put it in Yu Qiyuan's hand: "This is a toffee, you eat it first."

"Don't you not like sugar? Why do you always have these things on your body?"

"Dudu likes to eat! I always have to wear some on my body."

"Heh... I will be satisfied if you treat your daughter half as well as you treat her in the future."

"If you are satisfied with this, then I will definitely make you satisfied."

"Don't be poor...we are talking about Lu Qin, don't talk halfway!"

"You eat this toffee first."

Yu Qiyuan threw the candy into her mouth: "And then?"

"Then you discovered that the thing I gave you was not toffee at all, but a poison, or it wasn't poison, but it was painted with poison, but it was too late, you had already eaten it. And you You can’t blame others, you just committed suicide, because you still have poison residue on your fingers!”

Yu Qiyuan grabbed Baobao's hand, and suddenly felt a chill slowly rise up her spine.

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(End of this chapter)