Chapter 102 Xie Qingcen's Anxiety
However, if Ruan Liuzheng compromised and started to flatter Wen Jiming, hiding the reality like most ordinary people, then she would no longer be Ruan Liuzheng.
I saw——
Ruan Liuzheng smiled faintly, her black and white eyes were like a pool of clear water, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
She opened her lips slightly, her voice gentle yet firm.
"The painting is colorful, which is very different from Mr. Wen's usual style. When I first saw it, I was also impressed. But..."
Ruan Liuzheng raised her eyes slightly, her pale pink lips curled up in a light arc, her eyes were clear, "This kind of painting with brilliant colors usually expresses hope and vigorous vitality, but the painting just now contains a hint of melancholy. Obviously, the coloring has formed a huge contrast."
"But isn't this a very normal thing for the art industry? It even proves that the painter's skills are so superb that they have surpassed the general industry standards." Wen Jiming raised the corners of his lips and said in a light voice.
There is a gentleness and indifference between the elegant eyebrows and eyes.
Ruan Liuzheng nodded in agreement, her beautiful eyes revealing a sharp look, "Yes, this does prove the painter's superb skills, but giving too much emotion will also destroy the original balanced beauty of the painting."
"Uncle Wen has been in the industry for many years, and his experience is incomparable to that of ordinary people in the industry. I think, Uncle Wen, you would never make such a low-level mistake."
Ruan Liuzheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and her fair and delicate face showed a look of confidence.
That is the confidence in one's own professional skills and abilities.
She has the capital.
Wen Jiming was stunned for a moment.
The smiling eyes and eyebrows of Ruan Liuzheng in front of him were so vivid, exactly the same as the woman in his memory.
He pursed his lips unconsciously, and his gentle eyes dimmed slightly.
The emotions in his eyes were obscure and difficult to understand, with a hint of pain revealed.
After a long time, he raised his eyes as if nothing had happened, glanced at Ruan Liuzheng indifferently, then picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip.
But he didn't say anything else.
The attitude was somewhat ambiguous for a moment.
Ruan Liuzheng tapped her fingertips, not in a hurry, and waited quietly for Wen Jiming's confirmation.
It also proves from the side that she is very confident in her comments.
A few minutes later, Wen Jiming slowly drank the last sip of tea in the cup, but he still did not answer Ruan Liuzheng, as if he had forgotten about this person.
He placed the empty teacup in front of Xie Qingcen and motioned him to pour the tea.
Just now when Ruan Liuzheng and Wen Jiming were talking, Xie Qingcen had been sitting beside them, not making a sound or interrupting them, just listening quietly to their conversation.
However, his hands never stopped moving, and he brewed tea for the two of them slowly and smoothly.
His movements were graceful and he knew a lot about tea. He knew how to brew the tea that Wen Jiming brought in order to bring out the tea's fragrance to the greatest extent.
From preparing tea, warming the teapot to clearing the tea and tasting the tea, every step is extremely skillful and pleasing to the eye.
Except for the time when he answered Ruan Liuzheng midway, he hardly ever intervened in the conversation between Wen Jiming and Ruan Liuzheng, including proving Ruan Liuzheng's case to Wen Jiming.
Because he knew that Ruan Liuzheng didn't need it.
Therefore, in this conversation, he just needs to sit quietly and be a listener.
Ruan Liuzheng doesn't need anyone's help. She can get Uncle Wen's recognition on her own, recognition from the inside out.
Now, looking at the teacup that suddenly appeared in front of him and Wen Jiming's sudden call, Xie Qingcen raised his eyes lightly and glanced at him calmly. As expected, he received a faint smile from Wen Jiming.
Xie Qingcen frowned. Uncle Wen's current behavior did not seem like that of a cultured person.
Leaving someone aside for no reason is something Uncle Wen has never done before. It's really... a bit abnormal.
But he tactfully did not speak up for Ruan Liuzheng. His intuition told him that Uncle Wen seemed to have other plans for Ruan Liuzheng.
Xie Qingcen pursed his lips, a faint gleam of light flashing in his dark eyes.
He raised his hand and slowly lifted the teapot. With a slight pressure of his wrist, a stream of water rolled down and slowly filled the teacup.
He raised his chin slightly, signaled Wen Jiming with his eyes, and said in a clear and melodious voice, "Yeah."
Wen Jiming smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, sniffed the fragrance that came to his face, and a look of satisfaction flashed across his eyebrows.
Then he raised his eyebrows, as if he finally remembered Ruan Liuzheng opposite him, and his eyes were gentle.
"You were right in your comment just now. That painting was definitely not created by me. It is also the only painting in the entire exhibition that is not signed."
Wen Jiming smiled and curled his lips, his elegant eyebrows slightly relaxed, "However, you didn't answer my most superficial question. What if they choose to give up the painting and don't plan to buy it?"
"Also, the people who come to my exhibition are always rich or noble, especially Wan Ning. I think she should have told you her identity, right? Aren't you afraid of... attracting their revenge?"
Wen Jiming smiled, looking at Ruan Liuzheng calmly, his elegant eyebrows and eyes as gentle as ever, "Besides, if I remember correctly, the man who came over later should have a close connection with you, Qingcen. He should be the one, right?"
Halfway through his words, Wen Jiming's gentle gaze fell on Xie Qingcen. His tone was inquiring, but there was not a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He was very sure of his guess.
Xie Qingcen's eyes paused. He glanced at Ruan Liuzheng who looked puzzled, then turned his head and pursed his lips at Wen Jiming. His handsome face was expressionless, "Well, Uncle Wen's eyes are as sharp as ever."
Wen Jiming smiled and said, "It's my job."
"What are you talking about? Xie Qingcen, you and Fu Yanci?" Ruan Liuzheng was confused listening from the side.
She didn't understand. The question was clearly asked to her, so why did it bring up Xie Qingcen? And Wen Jiming's tone when he talked about Fu Yanci was obviously a little unusual.
Ruan Liuzheng's eyes moved, and her light pink lips pursed unconsciously.
Facing Ruan Liuzheng's puzzled eyes, a hint of surprise flashed across Wen Jiming's eyes. His eyes were gentle and his voice was slightly soft.
"Everything is arranged on a first come first served basis. Shouldn't you answer my question first, and then let Qing Cen answer your doubts?"
Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips, her brows slightly furrowed, and her cold eyes glanced at Xie Qingcen indifferently, but she did not show any anger.
She and Xie Qingcen had indeed known each other for a short time, and she didn't know much about some things about him.
She never asked about this, and Xie Qingcen naturally had no reason to tell her, so the responsibility was hers, and she really had no reason to blame Xie Qingcen.
Ruan Liuzheng is not a person who makes trouble for no reason.
After thinking this through, she took a deep breath, her cold eyes fell on Wen Jiming who was waiting for an answer in front of her, and she nodded slightly apologetically.
Then he said, "Because I know them. Maybe if it was someone else, they would really give up their obsession with the painting, but if it was me, they would definitely insist on buying the painting to prove their strength and then belittle me."
"Uncle Wen, human nature is actually very easy to guess, especially for those who are greedy. It's even easier to guess."
Ruan Liuzheng smiled gently, and her calm voice didn't even sound a bit up and down, as if she was just narrating a very ordinary thing.
Clear and lucid.
Wen Jiming's eyes paused suddenly, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more sincere.
He nodded, his tone showing undisguised admiration, "It is Qing Cen's honor to know you and be with you."
There was a time when he almost thought Xie Qingcen would live out his life alone.
Because, in this world, there is almost no one who is worthy of the Xie family's heir, who is so wise that he is almost a demon.
Unexpectedly, after so many twists and turns, Xie Qingcen met Ruan Liuzheng, a union of two strong men.
Not only physically but also spiritually, I believe they will achieve unparalleled tacit understanding.
Wen Jiming smiled happily and looked at Xie Qingcen, "You are so lucky, boy."
Xie Qingcen's delicate eyebrows relaxed slightly. He took Ruan Liuzheng's hand and placed it on his lips, gently kissing it.
Nothing was said, but it seemed as if everything was said.
Everything is implied.
Facing Xie Qingcen's actions, Ruan Liuzheng frowned, pursed her lips, and slightly raised her eyes, "So, is Uncle Wen going to answer my question now?"
Although she said this to Wen Jiming, Ruan Liuzheng's eyes never left Xie Qingcen.
It was obvious who she wanted to hear the answer from.
Wen Jiming smiled as he looked at the two people opposite him, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Qing Cen, shouldn't you say something? Since you have chosen someone, you shouldn't hide anything, otherwise how can the relationship last long?"
He had elegant features, and the tea in front of him was steaming. As it rose up, it easily engulfed his features, adding a touch of warmth to him.
Besides, Wen Jiming is a gentle and elegant person.
Xie Qingcen heard this and his dark eyes moved, but his gaze never left Ruan Liuzheng.
He opened his lips, with a gleam in his eyes.
"I know, and I never thought of hiding it."
Ruan Liuzheng raised her eyes slightly, and her delicate facial features seemed somewhat cold and indifferent under the light.
She looked at Xie Qingcen steadily and asked in a passionate tone, "So, what is your relationship with Fu Yanci? Since you have never thought of hiding it, why didn't you tell me?"
Her eyes were indifferent and her pale pink lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.
There was even a hint of coolness in her beautiful eyes and eyebrows.
Xie Qingcen lowered his eyes, his dark black eyes were like a deep pool, "Because I just found out about it not long ago, so don't blame me, okay?"
Rarely, there was a hint of uneasiness in his clear voice.
He is completely different from the person who used to be able to plan and strategize, and remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis.
Wen Jiming, who was standing opposite, looked at him, his elegant features tinged with a hint of teasing.
However, Ruan Liuzheng remained expressionless, without any change in emotion.
It was as if she wasn't the heroine of the incident.
Calm and indifferent.
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