Ren Dong was a little disappointed. He buried his handsome face in Lin Buran's hair, "Honey, why don't you stop working. I'll make money to support you. I think you're busier than me."
"No, work is my passion, Mr. Ren must support me." Lin Buran pushed Ren Dong away and walked into the living room to answer the phone.
An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Something happened."
Lin Buran frowned, "What happened?"
"Do you remember that you have an autumn painting that was taken to the Wuyue Art Exhibition for collection and exhibition? I heard that there were some problems with your painting just now, which made the Wuyue Art Exhibition offend a big shot, and now everyone inside is under control
It’s life-threatening.”
What?
Lin Buran, "Big shot? What kind of big shot?"
"I do not know."
"Okay, don't panic yet, I'm near Wuyue now, I'll go over and take a look."
"OK."
Lin Buran hung up the phone, picked up his coat and headed out.
Ren Dong walked out and said, "Honey, where are you going? It's getting dark. I'll drive you there."
"No, you can rest first. I'll be back later." After saying that, Lin Buran's figure disappeared.
Ren Dong held the bowl and chopsticks and shook his head helplessly. His wife was really a workaholic.
...
Lin Buran quickly rushed to the Wuyue Art Exhibition. She saw at a glance that her autumn picture had been torn up and was now thrown on the ground like garbage.
Lin Buran bent down and picked up his autumn picture, and then walked into the exhibition step by step.
It was very dark inside the exhibition, with no lights at all. This silent darkness gave people a creepy and depressing feeling.
Soon, Lin Buran's steps froze and stopped because she saw a black shadow at the window in front of her.
There is someone there.
Because it was too dark, I couldn't see clearly who it was, but I could vaguely see a tall and straight figure, it was a man.
"Who are you?" Lin Buran asked.
"Don't you know who I am?"
Lin Buran froze, and her pupils suddenly shrank and enlarged. This voice was so familiar, and she knew it was the devil, Zhang Han, just by listening to it!
At this moment, there was a snap, and the lights in the exhibition hall turned on, and Lin Buran could clearly see the man in front of him.
Zhang Han was standing at the window, smoking a cigar in his hand. He slowly turned his body to the side, then bit the cigarette in his mouth and looked at her up and down several times in the smoke.
, and finally smiled casually, "Have you been here for so long that you don't even know your real name, Lin Buran?"
His gaze was still so direct and naked, the color drained from Lin Buran's beautiful little face, and soon she lightly frowned, knowing that she couldn't hide from him.
Sooner or later we will meet again one day.
In the past five years, even if she covered her ears hard, she would still hear news about him from all directions. She heard that he was unstoppable and had become the famous King Han.
"Where are the staff at the exhibition? I'm already here. Let them go first." Lin Buran said softly.
Ah.
Zhang Han laughed, then pulled out his long legs and came closer to her. His tall figure quickly fell into silhouette in front of her. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, held a cigarette in the other, bent down, and took a sip from his mouth.
All the smoke spat out on her little face.
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