Xie Jingyao calmly took out a few copies from his coat pocket and unfolded only one for Mrs. Aisha, "Mr. Boone's words, I plan to open an exhibition for this painter who is very accomplished in oil painting and put his words into the exhibition."
Show it all."
...Boone's painting!
When the copy was unfolded, Mrs. Elsa's pupils tightened in an instant... This was Boone's painting, and only Boone could draw such a complicated painting.
"In this painting, there is a woman who arranges flowers, Miss Dinah, and the Catherine family, which is now the Catherine family." Xie Jingyao did not look at Mrs. Elsa's increasingly worse expression, and smiled lightly.
Qian continued gracefully, "It is said that Miss Dinah's brother loved his only sister very much, but unfortunately, Miss Dinah died young."
"I don't know how Miss Dinah's brother knew about Lady Elsa later. For the sake of his sister, he is still helping Lady Elsa. The newspaper was still in the newspaper last month. The noble banquet that Madam attended was because of
Only Miss Dinah’s brother has the opportunity to participate.”
Come prepared..., they really came prepared!
Mrs. Aisha closed her eyes gently, looked at Xie Jingyao, sneered and said, "You are indeed well prepared."
"Of course, that's why I said it's better for Madam to say whatever she wants. Still, we're not asking Madam for confirmation, we just want to understand."
Next, Mrs. Aisha had no power to resist at all, because as soon as she tried to hide something, the bullets would already fly out.
VIVI was in so much pain that she begged herself to stop hiding it. Her little foot was shot, and her pants were soaked with blood. Even the inside of her shoes was thick with blood.
At this time, it was impossible for Mrs. Aisha to hide anything. They didn't point their guns at themselves because they all knew it. They just wanted to see if she was honest or not, and then they would mentally destroy themselves.
"Irene is the grandson of Duke Qi of the Qi family in Zhehai and the daughter of Qi Hai. That is your mother Qi Lin, a very beautiful woman. And I was able to come to Ying from Zhejiang because of Miss Qi Lin."
"I'm here as a maid..."
This is the story of Gu Chen’s mother...Ms. Qi Lin.
Qi Gong, a traditional Chinese painter, and Qi Hai, a scientific researcher, finally died in the research room due to fatigue.
Qi Hai's wife came from a well-known scholarly family. After her husband passed away, she lingered on the sickbed. Finally, she died in depression, leaving behind an orphan girl Qi Lin.
Qi Gong sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man, and he died of illness within a year.
In other words, Gu Chen's maternal grandfather was also from a prominent family, but his family was small. Qi Gong had no direct descendants, and only Gu Chen was left.
"Your grandfather was particularly good at ink painting. Each of his works in his later years was regarded as a national treasure, attracting celebrities at home and abroad to collect it." When Mrs. Aisha mentioned Qi Gong, the smile on her face softened a lot. It was this old man who took her in.
, if it weren’t for this old man, she might have died long ago in China, a land that was still poor in the 1980s.
"As for who your father is, I didn't know at the time. Miss Qi Lin called him Mr. Gu."
"Finally, it was Mr. Yu who told you Mr. Gu's identity, right?" Xie Jingyao interrupted him coldly, "The cultural relic appraiser who went abroad with Mr. Gu back then was Mr. Yu."
"Ms. Qi Lin knew Mr. Gu's identity, but she wouldn't tell her. Mr. Yu told his then passionate lover, Mrs. Aisha, about you."
