"You can also make pottery?" Yan Zichen was stunned.

Nie Xunhuan smiled slightly, "Yes, I can also sculpt."

"You are multi-talented, no wonder Bo Junyi can't stop wanting you." Yan Zichen smiled ambiguously.

Nie Xunhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What's the connection between the two?"

Yan Zichen smiled with a wink, "Men like women with temperament, and you are one."

Nie Xunhuan shook his head helplessly and let her talk.

At noon, the furniture she had ordered before was delivered, and she had already divided the area. One upstairs was used as her office, the other was a painting studio, and the downstairs was used to teach pottery classes and exhibit works.

Everything was ready, and it was ready to open.

Sitting at a long solid wood table on the first floor, Nie Xunhuan posted recruitment information outside.

"Opening soon?" Duan Ye suddenly appeared with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Nie Xunhuan looked back at him coldly, turned and walked into the gallery.

His sister was sitting on the carpet playing with toys alone.

Duan Ye followed in, glanced at his sister, and smiled lightly, "Your daughter looks a lot like you."

Nie Xunhuan said indifferently, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Duan Ye handed the flowers in his hand to her, "For you, I hope you like them."

Nie Xunhuan smiled coldly, "I can't stand this flower."

"Are you afraid that Bo Junyi will be angry?" Duan Ye asked faintly with a frown.

"Of course, he is my husband, of course he will care." Nie Xunhuan looked at Duan Ye coldly.

"I think he must not love you enough. If he loves you, he should give you freedom." Duan Ye argued cunningly.

Nie Xunhuan sneered, "It's not easy for Duan Ye to be as shameless as you. Do you want my husband to watch his wife accept flowers from other men? What is freedom? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

"I just want you to be under your command." Duan Ye was helpless, "Xiaohuan, you are too repulsive to me. Even if we can't continue to love each other, we can still be friends."

Nie Xunhuan smiled sarcastically, turned around to hug his sister, put her in the stroller, and then gave her a bottle of freshly prepared milk.

Looking at the little guy sucking the bottle, her eyebrows were curved, her smile was gentle, and her mood was not affected by Duan Ye at all.

Duan Ye watched her take care of the child so tenderly and ignored him, feeling a little lost and sad: "I don't know why you won't give me a chance?"

"Well, let me ask you, how did Jiang Meiyi die?" Nie Xunhuan stared at Duan Ye with cold eyes.

Until now, there has been no conclusion to the murder of Jiang Meiyi, and the Duan family has not gone to the police, as if they don't care at all.

Duan Ye was stunned, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I feel sorry for Meiyi's death. It was very unexpected. Now I have a hungry child at home, and I am helpless."

Nie Xunhuan's dark eyes were cold: "Duan Ye, I don't know whether you understand or not. I only know that a man who can cruelly kill his wife is really terrible."

Duan Ye's face was dark, "Xuhuan, I don't love her."

"Kill her if you don't love her. I hate you and your mother so much, can I kill you too?" Nie Xunhuan questioned.

Duan Ye was stunned. She didn't expect Nie Xunhuan to want to kill herself.

"Xuhuan, you won't understand." Duan Ye looked at her dimly, with a trace of pain in his eyes.

"Of course I don't understand what a murderer is thinking." Nie Xunhuan said coldly.

Duan Ye slowly put down the flowers in his hand, "Xunhuan, I will prove to you that I love you more than Bo Junyi."

After that, he turned and left.

Nie Xunhuan then breathed a sigh of relief, she really didn't want to see Duan Ye at all.

In the afternoon, Nie Xunhuan was ready to finish work early, after all, it had not officially opened yet.

At this time, a woman and a man walked into her shop.

Hearing the bell at the door, she looked up and saw Louran and Sang Qingqing appear in front of her.

"Mrs. Bo?" Sang Qingqing was a little surprised, "So this is opened by you?"

Louran was also surprised. She didn't expect that this literary and artistic gallery was opened by her.

Nie Xunhuan also didn't expect that the couple would appear together, and nodded, "Yes, I really didn't expect it. What do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy a painting. Today is my birthday, so Lou Ran wants to give me a painting." Sang Qingqing smiled very happily.

Lou Ran forced her mouth to pull up the corners of her mouth, and her smile was a little forced.

Nie Xunhuan nodded, "There are not many paintings now, you can take a look at them at will."

She always felt that this couple was very strange.

Sang Qingqing nodded. She walked to the wall of paintings on display like a fluttering butterfly and admired them. When she saw the portrait of Bo Junyi, she was very surprised. "I didn't expect there was a portrait of Mr. Bo here."

Nie Xunhuan smiled, "That painting is not for sale."

Sang Qingqing was a little disappointed. "What a pity. I wanted to say that I wanted to buy it no matter how much you offered."

Nie Xunhuan smiled faintly, "The portraits of my family are just displayed here as exhibits. They are not for sale."

"You cherish your family very much." Lou Ran looked at Nie Xunhuan tenderly, with deep admiration in her eyes.

Nie Xunhuan smiled faintly, "Do you need anything else? If not, I will close the shop."

It was almost time, and she had to pick up the children from school.

Lou Yuxin was also about to finish school, so why weren't they in a hurry?

"Are you going to pick up the kids? Why don't we go together?" Lou Ran was very happy and invited him sincerely.

Nie Xunhuan shook her head lightly, "No, my husband will come to pick me up later."

Louran was a little disappointed, "Really? It's

such a pity." Nie Xunhuan's mind sank, "What's so pity about this?"

Louran realized that she had actually said what was in her heart, and felt a little embarrassed, and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay."

Sang Qingqing walked to Louran's side and hooked his arm, "Husband, let's go."

Louran nodded, and they turned around and left.

Nie Xunhuan's eyes were cold, this couple was really weird everywhere.

A few minutes later, Bo Junyi drove up.

He parked the car at the door and walked in.

Seeing the flowers in the trash can, he frowned slightly, "Has anyone been here?"

"Duan Ye is here." Nie Xunhuan said lightly.

"I'll send two people over tomorrow." If he dares to come again, he will be kicked out!

Nie Xunhuan pursed his lips and smiled secretly, "Then should I still do business?"

Bo Junyi picked up his sister, "Hey, daughter, you must stay here to look after mommy, don't let her be deceived by bad people."

Nie Xunhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to hit Bo Junyi.

"Let's go, the children are going to school." Nie Xunhuan said with a smile.

Bo Junyi looked at her deeply and sighed, "I'm serious."

Nie Xunhuan took the initiative to hook his arm, "I'm not joking, Bo Junyi, don't worry so much, I know my limits."