The plane landed on the helipad behind the Luo family manor.
Seeing that she was weak, Luo Xiu offered her his hand and said, "Come on, I'll help you down."
Lu Zhiwei slapped his palm hard.
A searing pain shot through him, but Luo Xiu didn't get angry; instead, he laughed and rubbed his palm. "You're still the same as when you were a kid, hitting people so hard. Is your hand alright? Does it hurt? Let me blow on it for you."
"Get lost!" Lu Zhiwei rolled her eyes.
When she got off the plane, Lu Zhiwei put on a mask to try to prevent the virus on her body from coming into contact with others and causing transmission.
She walked very fast ahead.
Stepping into the backyard, it was the season of blazing spring sunshine, and the roses in the yard were in full bloom.
Seeing her staring blankly at the roses, Luo Xiu asked, "How are they? I had the gardener at home plant these for you. They're in full bloom right now. Do you like them?"
Lu Zhiwei didn't say anything and went straight upstairs.
Luo Xiu followed her like a shadow.
She was about to go back to her room to rest and closed the door.
Luo Xiu placed one hand on the doorway: "Zhizhi, I'll take up a little more of your time. I've prepared a few dresses; choose one you want to wear tomorrow."
"Either is fine, you can choose whichever you prefer."
"Then I'll choose red for you. I love it when you wear red; it makes you look alluring, sexy, and incredibly radiant." Luo Xiu made the decision for her.
Lu Zhiwei nodded: "Okay."
The next morning, a stylist came to do her makeup and hair, but Lu Zhiwei chased them all away.
Luo Xiu made a few important phone calls and came to her room. He saw Lu Zhiwei sitting in front of the dressing table wearing a mask. She had only changed into the red dress, but had not put on makeup or hair.
He stood behind her, put his hand on her shoulder, and whispered, "Why won't you let the stylist do your makeup and hair?"
“There’s no need for that. I’m naturally beautiful,” Lu Zhiwei said with a smirk.
"Yes, yes, my Zhizhi is naturally beautiful. I thought your complexion was too pale, so I had someone do your makeup to make you look healthier. If Zhizhi doesn't want to do it, then don't. But we need to cover up the scar on your neck."
Luo Xiu pulled up a chair, sat down next to her, picked up a concealer pen, took some concealer, and applied it to her neck.
She was too pale; the concealer color didn't match the shade on her neck.
Luo Xiu felt it wasn't perfect enough.
So he took a paintbrush and drew a vine on her neck, with several roses of different sizes on the vine.
His paintings are exceptional, especially his rose paintings, which are truly masterful.
With the addition of a few roses, Lu Zhiwei became even more vibrant and eye-catching.
After putting down his paintbrush, he held Lu Zhiwei's shoulders and admired her reflection in the mirror.
It's like a perfect work of art, without a single flaw.
"Zhizhi, you are so beautiful."
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help but admire Luo Xiu's painting skills, which amplified her beauty to the fullest extent.
She hadn't appreciated herself like this in a long time.
"How many people attended the exchange meeting?" Lu Zhiwei deliberately asked him.
"A little over three thousand," Luo Xiu replied truthfully.
Lu Zhiwei stared at him in shock: "So many?"
Logically speaking, she had already persuaded Shen Jinmo to withdraw, so there shouldn't have been so many artists still coming to participate.
"Yes, to my surprise, it must be because of your extraordinary personal charm. When they heard that you, as the president of the art association, would be presenting your most perfect painting at this exchange conference, everyone wanted to come and see it for themselves."
"When did I say I wanted to paint?" Lu Zhiwei questioned him.
Luo Xiu said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Don't be angry. Just think of it as helping to boost the popularity of this exchange conference for my sake."
Lu Zhiwei sat back down in her chair, arms crossed, looking resentful.
The more artists who arrive, the wider the virus spreads, which is not a good thing either way.
...
Shen Jinmo had already worked with the police to surround the conference hall.
At that time, the venue will only allow entry and no exit, ensuring that the number of people inside the venue is within a controllable range.
The exchange conference will officially begin today.
Shen Jinmo didn't want Lu Anyu to go on a dangerous trip with him, so he had the butler take Lu Anyu out to play early in the morning in an attempt to get rid of him.
He then drove alone to the conference venue.
The car arrived at the entrance of the conference hall.
As soon as he got out of the car, Shen Jinmo saw Luo Wuyan walking towards him.
"Why aren't you at the hospital watching over Shen Jiarui? What are you doing here?" Shen Jinmo knew that she and her brother had finally overcome their hardships and didn't want her to get involved.
"Mr. Shen, first of all, I am an artist, and I have also received an invitation to the exchange conference. Secondly, I am a leader of the Artists Alliance, and many of the people here today are members of our alliance."
I have an obligation to accompany them to this event.
Finally, the person who orchestrated all of this is my own brother, Luo Xiu. I am his sister, and it is my responsibility to stop his evil deeds and to assist Vivi and the police in bringing him to trial.
Luo Wuyan's words were firm and powerful.
Shen Jinmo was deeply moved.
He naturally gestured for her to enter the venue.
I just saw Luo Wuyan off.
The trunk of Shen Jinmo's car suddenly opened.
A round little head popped out from the trunk: "Daddy."
Look in the direction of the sound.
The little guy, Lu Anyu, climbed out of the trunk and jumped into his arms.
"Daddy, don't be in a hurry to scold me. I secretly hid in the trunk to come with you. I miss Mommy. I heard that I will definitely see Mommy today. I want to go in with you."
The little guy begged him in a childish voice.
Shen Jinmo sternly pulled away the little guy's little hands that were hugging his leg: "Absolutely not, An'an, we're not here to play around, this isn't a place for you to fool around."
"Daddy, I'm not here to mess around. I'm an artist too, and I'm ranked in the world. Besides, you promised me that the three of us wouldn't be separated anymore. I want to see Mommy. I need to see her."
Lu Anyu kept crying and making a scene, demanding to see Lu Zhiwei.
Shen Jinmo pursed his lips tightly, unsure how to explain that today's meeting venue would soon become a den of drugs.
But both her son and Luo Wuyan said that they were artists.
Everyone who has entered this venue today is an artist from all over the world.
Everyone is equal.
They are going in to face life and death, so what right do they have to back down?
"Let's go, I'll take you to see Mommy." Shen Jingmo bent down, picked up Lu Anyu, and walked inside.
"Oh yeah, thank you Daddy, love you love you." Lu Anyu thought he had won his father's approval by throwing a tantrum, so he happily hugged his neck and kissed him wildly.
Upon entering the venue.
Staff members wearing masks and protective suits were spraying them with aerosol from a spray bottle.
"What are you spraying?" Shen Jinmo found the smell pungent.
In addition, his sense of smell was also deteriorating, so he couldn't smell the aroma.
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