That night, Yan Xixi suffered from insomnia, tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.
Wang Donglin was lying next to her and heard her tossing around. He couldn't sleep anymore and simply sat up: "Xixi, what's wrong with you?"
"fine."
"Can't you sleep? If you can't sleep, get up and let's think about the child's name."
She didn't answer.
"I've thought of dozens of names, but I don't think any of them are good. Hehe, I'll check on Baidu again."
She said dullly: "You also need Baidu to choose a name?"
He said seriously: "If you don't decide on domestic affairs, ask Baidu. If you don't decide on foreign affairs, ask Google. If you don't decide on sexual matters, ask Tianya."
Even though Yan Xixi was full of worries, she burst into laughter.
This was the first time he saw her smile in such a long time. He became energetic and enthusiastic: "I can't sleep anyway. Come on, I'll take you to see something."
She was pulled up by him, put on her coat, and drove out in the middle of the night.
In the middle of the night, Yan Xixi didn't know where he drove. He just felt that he drove for a long time before he stopped.
It was a house that didn't look very fashionable on the outside. But when I got closer, I realized that the security measures were surprisingly tight. After the car drove in, the house was so huge that it took me another half an hour to drive along the road around the mountain before it stopped.
Along the way, there were walls more than three feet high, tight barbed wire fences, and even teams of patrolling guards armed with live ammunition.
The car finally stopped in front of a three-story building.
A guard ran up to open the door, and a 24-hour person on duty ran to open the door.
Yan Xixi could no longer care about the surprise and followed Wang Donglin inside. It was a large room, the door was opened, and the light was not ordinary lighting, it was very similar to the special lighting in a museum.
Yan looked around carefully and was stunned for a moment.
That huge room is not a rare treasure, but a calligraphy and painting.
All are calligraphy and painting.
Oil paintings, ancient paintings, modern and ancient, Eastern and Western... everything is available.
She walked all the way and saw names like Picasso, Van Gogh, Xu Beihong, Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian... and even Leonardo da Vinci and Wu Daozi!
Another room was full of calligraphy. She saw names like Wang Xizhi, Cao Zhi, Gu Kaizhi, Yan Zhenqing, Tang Bohu... and so on.
She couldn't believe it and held her breath.
Like anyone who sees so many treasures at once, there is only one thought in his mind: Is this real? Are all of them authentic? If they are authentic, wouldn't they be priceless?
"These are all authentic works. They were collected from the time of my great-grandfather to my grandfather and father. After many twists and turns, they were finally preserved... Some of them were secretly acquired over the years..."
The paintings and calligraphy displayed on these three floors are far inferior to even the National Museum. No wonder the security measures are so tight.
"Our family also has a house in Switzerland, which is full of bronzes and jade. There has been no war in Switzerland for the past two hundred years, so we put the things there. When you can move more easily, I will take you to see it later."
She had known that Wang Donglin was rich, but she didn't know that he was so rich! If any of these items were circulated, they would be auctioned for hundreds of millions, and here, there are as many as three floors!
Switzerland, there is another one!!!
She was silently shocked! She even touched her belly quietly - she didn't know whether it was her good luck or bad luck.
