Chapter 152 I have claustrophobia and cannot stand seeing so many handsome guys
Qiao Chuchu was finally dragged back by Weisheng Huailing, Pei Buxian and Pei Ci.
She sat in the middle of the rectangular dining table with a deathly pale face, and the seats opposite and beside her were full of people.
Surrounded by so many big guys, she had lost the mood to eat, and her voice was weak: "Why are you all here?"
Weisheng Wenzhan sat comfortably opposite her and pushed his glasses: "Because you cried."
Qiao Chuchu wanted to cry but had no tears: "I won't cry now, you guys go away, there are too many of you, I feel like I'm suffocating."
Weisheng Biehe raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Miss Qiao, don't you want to be with us?"
She nodded heavily: "I have claustrophobia, you handsome guys are too crowded, which makes me feel scared."
[The main reason is that there are so many perverts together, I'm trembling! Even my brother standing here makes me scared! It feels like there is not a single good person! 】
Lou Tingsi smiled and said happily: "I received an invitation to an art exhibition before. I was planning to go alone. Now we both have time. Why don't we go together?"
Qiao Chuchu sat up straight: "Art exhibition is fine! I haven't been to an art exhibition for a long time!"
【The space is large and not crowded. They can still disperse and won't stay in the same space with me like now! 】
【Great, great! 】
Weisheng Huailing frowned slightly and looked at others reproachfully.
There was a kind of complaining feeling in his eyes: "It is because of you that Qiao Chuchu feels pressured."
Wei Shenglin secretly made a sign to him with a mocking look in her eyes: "Don't feel so good about yourself, you are also within the range of being disliked."
Wei Sheng Huai Ling: "?"
Pei Yuan stood up: "Since Qiao Chuchu wants to go, let's go."
Qiao Chuchu was happy: "Okay?"
Pei Yuan nodded without hesitation: "Your happiness is the most important."
She cheered: "Great! Let's go!"
So a group of them took a car to the art exhibition.
Lou Ting Si introduced: "This exhibition is held in the manor of the painter Meng Yashu. He built a house for the exhibition, so not everyone can come to this exhibition. The people who come are all experts in various industries, and he himself is also here."
Qiao Chuchu nodded excitedly: "I have heard of Meng Yashu, but I have not seen his works. I can see him in person for the first time. I am so looking forward to it."
Seeing her so happy, everyone's eyes lit up and their mouths slightly raised.
Lou Ting Si smiled and said softly: "Well, as long as you are happy."
Qiao Chuchu ran to the front and entered the exhibition with a joyful step.
Lou Tingsi handed the staff an invitation letter: "We are together."
The staff nodded and pressed the Bluetooth headset: "Mr. Meng, Mr. Lou is here."
The man in an oatmeal cardigan strode over and said in surprise: "Mr. Lou, I thought you were not coming."
Lou Tingsi smiled and hugged him: "You just finished your work and brought your friends here without stopping. How could you not come?"
Lou Tingsi introduced the men: "This is Meng Yashu, the most outstanding artist."
He Then he said to Meng Yashu: "Yashu, here are seven gentlemen from the Pei family in Lancheng, four gentlemen from the Weisheng family, and Mr. Ying Chen from Country M."
Meng Yashu was surprised: "Oh, these are all big shots!"
He shook hands with the men in surprise: "Thank you all for coming here in your busy schedule. It's my honor!"
Pei Yuan smiled faintly and replied: "It's mainly because my sister likes to look at paintings, and we came here to accompany her."
Meng Yashu suddenly realized, turned to look at Qiao Chuchu, and her smile froze.
Qiao Chuchu nodded and smiled at him.
Meng Yashu's smile gradually disappeared, and she stared at her straight.
It was as if she had seen someone strange.
The men's faces gradually darkened.
What kind of look is that?
Qiao Chuchu was also a little scared by the look.
[What is this guy looking at me like this for? 】
Lou Ting Si quickly came to Qiao Chuchu and teased with a sly smile: "Mr. Meng, you won't be stunned by a pretty girl, right? You won't be so superficial and uneducated, right?"
Meng Yashu came back to his senses and smiled apologetically: "Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss Qiao is so beautiful, so I looked at her for a long time."
Meng Yashu leaned over: "Please go inside!"
They hid their displeasure on their faces and stepped forward.
Qiao Chuchu didn't plan to follow: "Brother, I'll go somewhere else."
Pei Yuan nodded and glanced at Meng Yashu with caution.
Meng Yashu didn't look at Qiao Chuchu again, but smiled at him sincerely: "Please."
Pei Yuan put aside his doubts and walked in.
Meng Yashu followed at the end and looked back at Qiao Chuchu's back.
His eyes were burning, and after just one deep look, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Qiao Chuchu stopped in front of a painting and looked up at it.
The theme of this exhibition is "Degradation".
But the paintings show young girls and flowers in various postures.
She walked slowly, and the more she looked, the tighter her brows wrinkled.
On the other side, Xia Xuechun was yawning in boredom, and had no idea what the meaning of the exhibition was.
It felt like a group of boring people were looking at boring paintings.
But she still had to make a speech, after all, she came with Brother Long.
Now it feels like the most tiring thing in the world is to pretend to be cool.
Xia Xuechun pouted and looked down at her newly bought Chanel. Her irritable mood eased a little. When she looked up, she bumped into Qiao Chuchu who was walking over.
Xia Xuechun: “!”
She instinctively raised her Chanel bag to cover her face and quickly hid!
Qiao Chuchu: “?”
Why do I feel like I saw Xia Xuechun?
The doubt lasted only a moment, Qiao Chuchu didn't care any more, she stopped and looked up at the painting hanging in the center of the exhibition.
The girl was lying in the layers of overlapping flowers, holding a cute little white flower in her palm, her cheek intimately pressed against the flowers, closing her eyes and revealing an extremely intoxicated smile.
The light and shadow composition skills are impeccable, and there are personal characteristics unique to Meng Yashu. The boss is the boss, and his painting skills are impeccable.
But...
this painting makes her feel uncomfortable.
Weisheng Wenzhan walked to her side and said slowly: "This painting is Meng Yashu's proud work and also his most famous work. The woman in the painting is his first love."
Qiao Chuchu frowned.
She didn't like this painting, and her tone became scathing: "So he loves his first love very much?"
Weisheng Wenzhan said in a light tone: "He said he does, but I don't think so."
Qiao Chuchu was startled, looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, she said: "You think so too?!"
[I didn't expect that Haodaer and I have the same opinion! He is worthy of being the person who looks like my son!]
Weisheng Wenzhan: "..."
Qiao Chuchu asked him excitedly: "Tell me what you don't like?"
[Let's complain together, Haodaer! Weisheng
Wenzhan pinched his brows helplessly, and said patiently: "Let me make it clear first, Miss Qiao, I am not a professional, so the following are my own opinions."
Qiao Chuchu nodded: "Well! You say!"
Weisheng Wenzhan hooked his finger at her: "Come over and listen."
She tiptoed over and looked up at him expectantly.
Wen Zhan lowered his eyes and happened to meet Qiao Chuchu's shining eyes.
He was stunned for a moment.
Somehow, the gloomy mood of being called "Hao Daer" was swept away.
He glanced at Qiao Chuchu's body that was unstable because of tiptoeing, pressed her shoulders, and forced her to stand: "You don't have to tiptoe."
Qiao Chuchu was stunned, and before she could say anything, Wen Zhan leaned over to her.
The cool scent of his body brushed past her nostrils, and his steady voice slowly rang in her ears: "I have seen too many hypocritical people, so according to my experience, those who loudly shout about love are usually not loving enough."
Weisheng Wenzhan's eyes were fixed on Qiao Chuchu's face: "The reason why Meng Yashu is so famous is because he loves this dead first love, but he says he loves her, but he still marries another woman. "
He looked at the painting hanging on the wall again: "Meng Yashu said that this painting is a remembrance of his deceased Bai Yueguang, but I think there is no love in this painting, only desire."
Weisheng Wenzhan lowered his eyelashes, stared at Qiao Chuchu's palm-sized face, smelled her fragrance, and said slowly: "Lust, greed, all kinds of desires mixed together."
Qiao Chuchu's brows were locked and she bit her lip lightly.
Weisheng Wenzhan's eyes fell on her red lips: "I have finished speaking my thoughts, what do you think, Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Chuchu bit her lip and said hesitantly: "I feel that there is a dead person in the painting."
Weisheng Wenzhan: "?"