Addicted Pampering You: The Mysterious Pampered Wife of The Military Ye

When Shen Qing took out the station, it was completely dark. She looked up at the night sky. There is no moon tonight, the stars in the sky, this is a sight that can't be seen in Beijing.

She stopped a taxi and reported the address.

On the way, she received several WeChat messages, all sent by Yu Xiaotong. She asked her where she went. Shen Qingyi only replied that she had left WeChat when she went to Hangzhou.

This WeChat was still forced to be loaded by Yu Xiaotong because it was not made by WeChat. There are only a few people in the bedroom plus a class group.

Yu Xiaotong learned that Shen Qingyi had gone to Hangzhou, and wanted to let Shen Qingyi bring the special products of Hangzhou, otherwise she would not be allowed to enter the bedroom door.

Shen Qing’s mouth was light and he played a “good” word.

Just put down the phone, the phone came in, it was Daniel's call.

"Hey, my big lady, you are finally willing to answer the phone." As soon as he switched on, Daniel’s anxious voice passed from the end of the phone.

"Is there anything?" Shen Qingyi is still a cloud-like look, and Daniel at the end of the phone bursts.

"Is there anything? You even asked me what happened? My Missy, did you completely forget what I said to you last month?"

Shen Qing’s beautiful Liu Mei was slightly picked up. I really don’t understand what Daniel said.

Although I couldn't see it, Daniel knew that the young lady had forgotten it and suddenly burst into tears. "I told you last time that this month I will hold a painting exhibition of young painters in Hangzhou. The association also invited. You, I hope you can participate, don't tell me, you forgot about it."

Shen Qingyi really forgot, when Daniel told her, it was the week before her grandmother died, when she had the mood to participate in any exhibition.

"Well, I forgot." Shen Qingyi still felt that Daniel's stimulus was not big enough and gave him a positive answer.

Daniel really collapsed this time. In the first thousand and eight hundred times, he dismissed himself in the heart of why he had promised to be the agent of Shen Qingyi. At that time, he must have entered his mind and was caught by the door. This is the case.

"Oh my God, I have promised the invitation party that you will definitely participate. What should I do now? Can't get the work, do you want the organizer to open the skylight? Although your paintings now have good market value, but do so, later Who would dare to invite you in the circle.” Daniel rushed to the place to reunite. If Shen Qingyi was in front of him at the moment, he would definitely rush to kill her.

Shen Qingxi does not care about this. She is completely interested in painting. She does not intend to make a living. Otherwise, she will not use the pen name of cold and clear autumn. Otherwise, the price of her paintings is far from Shen Jia’s family. Higher than now.

"I am now in Hangzhou. I have prepared the paintings you want." Shen Qingyi suddenly interrupted Daniel's broken thoughts.

"What do you say, you are in Hangzhou? Are you kidding me? Is that painting, is it with you?" Daniel was excited. If Shen Qing is in Hangzhou, it would be easier, but I don’t think so. Shen Qingyi never showed up in the outside world. How could this be a good end to Hangzhou, let alone a painting.

This world knows that the well-known young painter Leng Qingqiu is Shen Qingyi, I am afraid that he is only his own agent.

"I have already put it at home, the key is placed at the guard, you can take it yourself."

"Great, there is still a week away from the exhibition. Fortunately, it is catching up. I will go to your house to take the picture right now." Daniel was very popular and immediately walked toward the parking lot.

"Right, there is a young painter salon after the end of this exhibition. Since you are in Hangzhou, you just went to participate in it, and you know each other with other artists. It’s a circle. It’s always good to accumulate more contacts. ""

"No, you can participate on my behalf, I don't want others to know for the time being." Shen Qingyi refused.

Daniel is not disappointed either, anyway, this is not the first time.

"Well, why are you going to Hangzhou this time?" Knowing that the paintings have been settled, Daniel is not in a hurry, and has a leisurely concern for Shen Qingyi's itinerary.

"Collecting the wind."

Daniel is satisfied, the wind is good, the works are only collected, and the works are popular.

Leng Qingqiu is a young painter who suddenly rose up three years ago. I don’t know who the surname is. I don’t know whether it’s a man or a woman. Because the picture is delicate, the color is bold, and the composition is strange and well known. She used a pen to be sophisticated. She thought it was an old man. Later, Daniel came out to speak and confirmed that the cold autumn is a young man.

Who is Daniel, who is a well-known agent, and the works of the painters who can be represented by him have been fired at high prices. Many well-known painters invited him to be his own agent and he was rejected by him. A piece of work.

But three years ago, Daniel suddenly issued a statement saying that he would no longer be a proxy for anyone's work, and he would be a broker who was cold and clear. The news came out and shocked the picture.

Everyone is speculating about who this cold and clear autumn is. Just three years have passed. Cold and autumn has never appeared in front of people. If it is not occasional that her works will spread, I am afraid that people think this is a fictional person. .

Leng Qingqiu is a mysterious person. I don’t know my name, I don’t know how to look, I don’t know my age, I don’t know my family, except for a cold and clear pen name, and I’m a young woman, I don’t know anything else.

Her works are rare, but each pair is a boutique, and everyone outside said that the cold and autumn must be a very strict person, rather than a shortage.

When Daniel heard this for the first time, she lost a sneer, and she was rather lacking. She was lazy. When she was happy, she drew a picture and was not happy. She did not drive the pen for half a year.

So this time, when Shen Qingyi said that he was going to collect the wind, Daniel would be so happy.

------Off topic ------

One of our identities is the young painter Leng Qingqiu, um, the cold autumn that Shen and his son like.

Don't ask me to clear what other identities are. If you look at it, you know, oh yeah!

This book is from the start, please do not reprint!