Chapter 1
Song Yulin came from a poor family, but he was very talented.
He had never formally studied painting, and even his pigments were extracted from soil, leaves, rocks, and petals.
But he has a natural sensitivity to color, a clear handling of light and shadow, and a clean and crisp grasp of color tones.
Nature's pigments endow his paintings with a unique vitality, as if they were emerging from cracks in the rocks.
Besides running a business, He Yang's favorite pastime was collecting paintings, and he knew the works of many contemporary Chinese and foreign masters.
Song Yulin was discovered by He Yang.
During his university years, he worked part-time and applied for a summer teaching assistant position at He Yang's painting training institution. He Yang immediately took a liking to his paintings.
He Yang quickly propelled him onto the international stage, making him a rising star in the contemporary art world.
The outside world portrayed their relationship in a very unpleasant way, but the two of them were actually very open and honest.
He Yang was only five years older than Song Yulin. The two shared similar interests, especially when it came to paintings. They knew everything about them, from classical to contemporary works.
They even followed the route described in the book "From the Seine to Florence" together, sketching and discussing the history of painting.
A gentle breeze caresses the Seine, like thousands of stars fluttering their wings.
They smiled at each other.
The heat cycle came unexpectedly. Song Yulin was a free-spirited and unrestrained person, and He Yang and his assistant took care of many details when getting along with him.
Therefore, matching inhibitors were hard to find in foreign countries.
The crisp, morning-mist-like scent of freesia instantly triggers an Alpha's heightened sensitivity.
Dusk is like a blended cocktail, the light melting away, becoming as limp as wax.
He Yang used all his reason and restraint to the point that his fingernails dug into his palms, only temporarily marking Song Yulin.
He couldn't explain why, but he always felt that his relationship with Song Yulin shouldn't have started so hastily.
But Song Yulin's eyes were moist, like black crystals sunk to the bottom of an ice pool.
He said, "If it's a gentleman, then I can."
Reason crumbled like quicksand in an instant.
As the two soared through the clouds, the colors refracted like a prism, overlapping at different angles, created a dazzling rainbow of colors.
It's as if ice melts into water, a perfect harmony.
Perhaps love can further stimulate a person's creative desire, and Song Yulin entered the peak of her creative period.
He painted his most famous masterpiece from the first half of his life—Paradise.
The colors and composition are extremely bold.
It's like looking at the world from a cage-like attic.
It is both cramped and open, with philosophical irony and literary romance.
When He Yang looked at the painting, he felt that something about it seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
But this discomfort was quickly dispelled by the artistic appeal of the painting.
He promoted his work tirelessly, and his paintings soon won international awards.
The turning point came after that.
In fact, He Yang's family recently arranged a marriage for him with a young omega who is a good match for him.
The young master has liked He Yang for many years.
However, since He Yang was so devoted to art, he was bound to be idealistic in matters of the heart.
The first thing he did upon returning to China was to talk to the young master and clear things up.
The breakdown of the marriage alliance had a significant impact on his career. The young master recounted the losses, but He Yang still shook his head.
He Yang said, "Being wealthy is about having the power to choose, not about putting yourself in shackles."
The young master immediately burst into tears: "I know you like Song Yulin because he can draw, he's a genius."
"But do you know what?" he sobbed, "I drew the draft of the amusement park!"
In order to get closer to He Yang, the young master started learning painting at a very young age, and later enrolled in an advanced painting class run by He Yang.
The teacher was Song Yulin.
The young master took out the drawing, which indeed had Song Yulin's grade, signature, and date on it.
He said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Song Yulin's father."
The young master wept uncontrollably: "He not only stole my painting, but he also stole my lover."
When He Yang held the drawing, his head was throbbing and his fingertips were trembling.
To elevate a plagiarist to the status of a painter is to insult the art he loves most.
A love filled with calculated expectations would disgust him even more.
Instead of directly questioning Song Yulin, He Yang had someone investigate his father.
The other party's explanation was exactly the same as the young master's.
When He Yang heard Song Yulin's father's account in person, his heart felt like it had been torn in two.
He had subtly inquired about it with Song Yulin many times, but whether she was pretending to be oblivious or deliberately ignoring it, she never brought it up with He Yang on her own initiative.
He Yang started leaving early and returning late, drinking heavily in bars until late at night.
He refused to answer the phone when Song Yulin called.
Song Yulin drove over to pick her up, while he chose to take a taxi home.
That day was Song Yulin's birthday. When He Yang went out, he hugged her from behind.
"Please come back tonight, okay?" Song Yulin choked up. "I made your favorite West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce."
He Yang looked at the other person coldly and said that he had a dinner party with the young master and could not come back.
Song Yulin was always gentle and reserved. That day, he only asked with red eyes, "Where did I do something wrong? Tell me, and I will change."
He was in so much pain, like a string about to snap: "I want to maintain our marriage, so it won't end up like my parents'."
He Yang said coldly, "You're fine, you don't need to change anything."
“He Yang.” Song Yulin hugged him tightly again, sobbing uncontrollably, “Your love is my inspiration. I haven’t been able to draw anything for a long time.”
He Yang stared at him coldly, feeling his heart slowly freezing over.
He pried open the other person's hands, one by one, his voice laced with barely suppressed anger: "Is it because you lack inspiration, or because you have nothing to copy or borrow?"
Song Yulin was stunned.
He Yang displayed the drawings, evidence, and recordings of Song Yulin's father in front of Song Yulin.
Song Yulin's face was ashen, her pupils bloodshot as if cut by light.
He kept repeating, "I didn't plagiarize. I don't know why my father said that. Believe me."
Despite the irrefutable evidence, they remain unrepentant.
He Yang was extremely disappointed.
He said he would not publicly report him, but would contact the international and domestic Song Yulin Association to revoke his relevant qualifications.
They will also buy back all the paintings that Song Yulin has sold at high prices.
But the condition is that Song Yulin must move out of his house immediately.
Give them space to calm down.
It seemed to be a cloudy day, with rain falling horizontally and wind blowing obliquely.
Song Yulin left without taking anything, getting soaked in the rain, and then disappeared without a trace.
He Yang also felt some regret. Although there was irrefutable evidence of Song Yulin's plagiarism, their relationship was genuine.
That kind of handling was like trying to smash the other person to pieces.
He began using all his connections to find Song Yulin, but to no avail.
At this time, Song Yulin's father suddenly fell ill. Since they couldn't contact Song Yulin, He Yang helped take care of him.
The night before Song Yulin was admitted to the ICU, her father held He Yang's hand and told him a secret that had been buried for many years.
25 years ago, the young master and Song Yulin were switched at birth.
Song Yulin is the real rich young master, and the young master is his child.
The amusement park wasn't painted by the young master; it was Song Yulin's work.
It was the young master who found Song Yulin's father and asked him to give false testimony for him.
But as Song Yulin was dying, her father couldn't take the secret to his grave, so he told He Yang everything.
He Yang was heartbroken and frantically searched for Song Yulin, only to receive one piece of news.
Song Yulin has regained his status as a young master and is getting engaged to an Alpha who is his equal.
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