Chapter 299 Come or Not, I'll Save a Seat for You

Wu Zhengyang's mind went blank.

Shang Wanwan pretended to be ignorant even though she knew the truth.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay."

Wu Zhengyang's mind was blank when he drove to pick up Shang Wanwan.

Intelligent, beautiful, single and with a child.

Live in a wealthy area with an area of ​​hundreds of square meters and a price of tens of millions.

Wu Zhengyang picked out people like Shang Wanwan from his own knowledge.

There is only one possibility.

She is not some single divorced woman, she is someone's lover.

Moreover, she gave birth to an heir who was recognized by the family and raised outside.

Shang Wanwan watched Wu Zhengyang's car stop in front of her.

He got out of the car, walked over and opened the door for her, his face looking a little pale.

"Zhengyang, are you feeling unwell? You look a little pale."

Wu Zhengyang looked at Shang Wanwan with such complicated feelings that he didn't know what to say.

After a long while, he said, "It's nothing. I was socializing until midnight yesterday and slept late, so I'm not in a good mood."

He is not in a bad mental state, he is just too shocked.

"Do you want me to go to the hospital with you? If you feel uncomfortable, we can go another day."

Wu Zhengyang has been very nice to her these days, and she cares about him like an older brother.

"No, the designer has already made an appointment, let's go now."

He forced a smile.

Seeing that he refused again and again, Shang Wanwan had no choice but to agree to his request.

After arriving at the venue, I communicated with the designer for several hours and finally decided on a few plans.

Wu Zhengyang accompanied the whole process without expressing any opinions.

All the design ideas were followed up by Shang Wanwan alone. Wu Zhengyang stared at her focused face silently, feeling a little broken in his heart.

Would such a woman with such outstanding temperament, talent and beauty really be willing to be someone else's mistress?

If she was really raised by someone else, why would she come out and fight so hard?

If his guess was wrong, how could a woman like her have so much money to buy such an expensive house?

Many thoughts were fighting in Wu Zhengyang's mind. His speculation about Shang Wanwan tortured him to such an extent that he had a splitting headache and he couldn't even spare the time to think about anything else.

After several hours, designer Shang Wanwan finally reached a consensus.

Shang Wanwan came over and greeted Wu Zhengyang, indicating that it was okay.

"Shall we go have dinner together?"

Shang Wanwan looked at the time on her watch and found that she was not free.

Huo Dongming asked her when to visit the grandfather, and she agreed to do so in the next two days.

At noon she wanted to go to the mall to choose a gift for her grandfather.

They haven't met in five years.

She felt guilty.

Wu Zhengyang had been thinking wildly for the whole morning, and was rejected by Shang Wanwan again, feeling a little painful.

"Yes, do you have a date?"

He knew he shouldn't ask.

Shang Wanwan smiled faintly and said, "No. I want to buy something."

Then, she added, "Feminine products."

Successfully shut up Wu Zhengyang from saying anything else.

"Okay, next time."

Wu Zhengyang sent her back the same way.

Watching her walk into the community gate, the building looked like a giant monster that could swallow her up at any time.

Shang Wanwan watched Wu Zhengyang's car leave, feeling a little heavy in her heart.

She is a woman, and a beautiful woman.

She couldn't stop men from making advances on her.

She could only find ways to physically isolate herself from them.

If you don't fall in love, you won't get hurt. She once had a marriage that almost killed her, and she doesn't even want to touch a man.

Apart from--

The cell phone's exclusive ringtone rang inside the bag.

She took it out, it was Li Luo.

"I haven't seen you these days. What have you been busy with?"

Li Luo was in a good mood when he made the call.

Shang Wanwan likes the relaxed feeling when she is with Li Luo the most.

She has few worries.

Shang Wanwan was very jealous.

"I'm busy with the exhibition."

"Art exhibition? I haven't heard you mention it."

Li Luo immediately sat up from the sofa.

Her life consisted of filming and going back to Jin Rui's house. It was a very monotonous routine.

Occasionally, he would sneak into the bar to drink when Jin Rui was not around. If he got caught, the bar would mysteriously disappear from East City the next day.

As a result, Li Luo's life is now even more boring.

The reputation of her bar as the Nun Miejue has spread. The bar has hung her photo on the main wall and regarded her as the evil spirit of hell. When they see her car, they will close the door and stop doing business.

In more upscale bars, people would politely call Jin Rui, and he would come to arrest them.

Sometimes she felt that there was no point in living.

"I'm still preparing. I know you're flying around the world and I'm very busy so I didn't tell you. But you have to come over on the day of the exhibition to support me."

Shang Wanwan was chatting happily with Li Luo.

"No problem. I will bring the most famous people in my circle of friends to help you. I will let them buy all the paintings you have."

Li Luo's heroic spirit almost choked Shang Wanwan who was drinking water.

"Well, Luoluo, I really appreciate your kindness. But it's not necessary."

She sells her paintings not to get help from others to make a living, but for those who truly appreciate her paintings.

She knew that her paintings were very popular, but the reason she could never find anyone to collect them was because she was not famous.

Gu Ling'er turned her paintings into her trademark. Whenever she dared to sell her paintings, there would always be people criticizing her for plagiarizing Gu Ling'er.

Soon, her paintings were removed from all major platforms.

Shang Wanwan regretted that she should not have allowed Gu Ling'er to be the agent for her paintings, which almost ruined her career.

"You don't have to be polite to me, really."

Li Luo was lying on the sofa with her feet resting on the backrest, her whole body was in a reclining position.

"I'm not being polite. Please stop making trouble."

Shang Wanwan laughed and scolded her.

"If you find some people who don't understand painting to buy my paintings, they will just put my paintings in the corner to gather dust. I have painted in vain. Please be kind and let this piece of gold shine."

She almost begged.

She has no shortage of money or food.

Li Luo should stop making things more troublesome.

"Really? Never mind. When is the exhibition? I'll go--"

"Soon, I'll send you a message."

Shang Wanwan communicated with the designer, and he said everything could be done within three months.

Shang Wanwan felt that three months was still too long.

And today she noticed that Wu Zhengyang looked a little strange.

I didn't have much to think about the whole morning.

Shang Wanwan can't say that she is really so upright.

Even though she knew he was interested in her, she still worked with him to give him hope.

She just wanted to sell her paintings at a good price, and then give him a few percentage points of commission as a reward.

Any one of her jewelry designs costs over 100 million yuan, but she doesn't care about that little bit of money.

The two talked on the phone for more than half an hour and then hung up.

Li Luo was bored when suddenly a WeChat message popped up.

"Luoluo, I know a newly opened bar, it's absolutely secret. And the VIPs there need to verify their capital before they can go in. It's absolutely reliable, and your Jin Rui can't possibly know about it. Come tonight or not, I'll save a seat for you."