"It's okay, you can wash it if it gets dirty." Wang Ruini smiled nonchalantly. She needed to think carefully about what to wear to meet her idol tomorrow.
Tian Cuifang smiled and rolled her eyes at Wang Ruini, "Lingge's singing is just so-so, not as good as mine. When I was young, I was always asked to sing at village meetings. If I hadn't married your dad, I would have joined the art troupe long ago." Just now, Nini went to her room specially, took out a tape recorder and played Lingge's songs for her. She just listened and thought it was just so-so.
"Mom, you don't know how to appreciate. Besides, what's wrong with marrying my dad? Otherwise, how could you have such wonderful children like me and my brother?" Wang Ruini laughed. She was still excited. She would soon be able to meet her idol. What a wonderful thing that was.
"What's good about it? I worry about you every day. Look, my hair has turned white." Tian Cuifang smiled and withdrew her hand, carrying the garbage towards the trash can not far away.
Wang Ruini looked at Su Jinyue with a smile, "Sister Su, we'll see you tomorrow."
"See you later." Su Jinyue nodded with a smile, and walked towards her yard with Zhan Yihan.
After returning home, Su Jinyue took out her mobile phone from the storage ring and was about to call Lingge when the phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Su Jinyue curled her lips into a smile and pressed the answer button. She had just remembered that her mobile phone had been in the storage ring and it would be difficult for Ling Ge to find her. Sure enough, as soon as she took out the mobile phone, the call rang.
"Mr. Su, it's really hard to get through to you. I called you every hour before I finally got through." Ling'er's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Are you in Northeast China?" Su Jinyue asked.
"How did you know?" Linger asked in surprise. He had wanted to give her a surprise, but he hadn't expected her to already know.
"The girl next door to my house is your loyal fan. She told me." Su Jinyue said with a smile.
"Are you free to come tomorrow? I've reserved a spot for you," Linge said. He chose to hold his concert in Northeast China because she was there. He wanted her to see how good he was, to know that he had made the right choice.
"Okay, then stay for me..." Su Jinyue looked at Zhan Yihan and asked him with her eyes, do you want to go?
Zhan Yihan smiled and shook his head. If it were just him and Jin Yue, he definitely wouldn't miss the opportunity to date her alone, but with Wang Ruini around, it would be inconvenient for him to go. Anyway, he was at home and could always check on Jin Yue.
"Then please leave two seats for me," Su Jinyue said. She actually wanted to go with Yihan, but she had already promised Wang Ruini, so she could only wait until next time to go with Yihan.
"Okay." Linger responded.
"Then let's talk about it when we meet." After waiting for Lingge's response, Su Jinyue pressed the end button and put the mobile phone back into the storage ring.
Zhan Yihan took Su Jinyue into his arms, "Are we going to the United States now?" Jinyue wanted to meet Wei Qingyun before leaving. Wei Qingyun was a good friend of Jinyue in his previous life. He took good care of Jinyue, and he also wanted to get to know Wei Qingyun.
"Of course." Su Jinyue smiled and nodded. She hadn't seen Wei Qingyun for a long time. She wondered how he was doing now. How was his gallery doing?
"Then let's go early and come back early." Zhan Yihan stood up holding Su Jinyue.
"Yeah." Su Jinyue put her arms around Zhan Yihan's neck and gave him a lazy smile.
Zhan Yihan kissed Su Jinyue's forehead helplessly and lovingly, then took a step forward while holding her and disappeared on the spot.
Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan came to the gallery and saw that the door was open, so they walked in.
Seeing Wei Qingyun sitting on the ground with his head down, he asked, "Wei Qingyun, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing Su Jinyue's voice, Wei Qingyun was stunned and quickly raised his head, "Su Jinyue, why are you here?" He had tried to call Su Jinyue before but couldn't get through, and he was worried that something had happened to her.
"I came to see you. What happened?" Su Jinyue asked. Wei Qingyun had always been an optimistic person, and this was the first time she had seen him like this.
"That Picasso landscape painting was stolen." Wei Qingyun felt depressed again when he thought about the painting he had always treasured being stolen.
Su Jinyue frowned, "When did it happen?" She knew how much Wei Qingyun valued the painting, so how could she not be sad now that she couldn't see him.
"Last night, I woke up to find that the door of the gallery had been pried open, and the Picasso landscape painting and another landscape painting were stolen." Wei Qingyun said sadly.
Su Jinyue nodded in understanding, "Don't be sad, Yihan and I will help you get it back."
"Can it be found?" Wei Qingyun asked expectantly. He had called the police the moment he discovered the painting was missing. The police came to check it out, asked him a few questions, and then left. There has been no response to this yet.
"Don't worry, we have a way. Just wait for our good news." Su Jinyue smiled confidently and walked outside with Zhan Yihan. She and Yihan both had divine sense, so as long as the painting was still in the United States, they would be able to find it. And Yihan was a soldier, so no clue could escape his eyes.
Wei Qingyun nodded and watched Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan leave. A glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
Zhan Yihan scanned the area with his spiritual sense and quickly found a clue. "I've found the painting. Let's go over there."
Su Jinyue smiled and kissed Zhan Yihan on the face, "This is a reward for you." She knew that with Yihan's ability, it would be easy to find the painting.
Zhan Yihan raised his lips and smiled, "When we get the painting back, I want a bigger reward."
"Go away." Su Jinyue hit Zhan Yihan's chest lightly with a coquettish look.
Zhan Yihan laughed, took Su Jinyue's hand, and walked with her towards the direction of the painting.
"Russus, are you sure this painting is really an authentic Picasso?" A bearded, sturdy red-haired man looked at the painting in front of him.
"Of course, I've been to see it several times, and I've even had an expert authenticate it," Russes said confidently. It was only after he was certain it was authentic that he decided to steal the painting.
The red-haired man nodded and said, "Name your price." His favorite thing to collect was paintings, especially those by Picasso and Leonardo da Vinci, but it was not easy to find the originals.
"One hundred thousand dollars," Rusus said, holding up a finger. He had gone through so much trouble to steal the painting, so naturally he needed a high reward.
The red-haired man thought for a moment and said, "Deal!" Picasso's painting was worth $100,000, so he made a lot of money.
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