Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

"Withdraw the painting?"

Ning Qian's face froze, and her whole expression also froze.

"Mr. Wang, we have signed a contract before, besides, we have been cooperating for so long, how can you just quit."

"Mr. Ning, I'm very sorry. But this painting still has to be returned. It's true that we signed the contract before, but we didn't say that we can't return the painting. If you are here, our gallery will not accept it again! The previous part of the deposit, I I don’t want it, it’s liquidated damages.”

After speaking, the other end of the phone hung up directly.

There was only a burst of cold system prompts——

In an instant, Ning Qian's heart fell into an ice cellar, and a bad premonition faintly came from the bottom of her heart.

Immediately afterwards.Several partners called again, asking to withdraw the painting and cancel the cooperation.

In an instant, a large sum of money flowed out of the studio.

For Ning Qian, this is a huge blow!

I thought that even if the employee left, as long as she persisted, worked a little harder, and endured it, sooner or later she would be able to survive.

But now, all the original partners have withdrawn the paintings, and the studio has lost a lot of money. There is no money to support the operation of the studio...

Coupled with the loss of employees, the studio now seems to have become an empty shell.

"Mr. Ning, now... what should I do?" The assistant stood beside her with a flustered face.

Without a partner, is it possible that the studio really has to go bankrupt?
Ning Qian was sullen and did not speak.

She looked at these oil paintings, her eyes darkened.

This studio was created by her hard work.

From nothing at the beginning to the small scale now, only she knows how much energy has been put into it.

To say close...

She was naturally reluctant.

But, right now, there is no other way...

Ning Qian's phoenix eyes squinted slightly, and obvious reluctance and entanglement flashed in her eyes.

After struggling for a while, she finally recovered her voice, and said from her throat, "The studio, please close it for now."

When she said this, Ning Qian only felt a dull pain in her heart.

"Mr. Ning!" The assistant frowned, his face full of reluctance, "Teacher, do you really want to close it? Is there no other way?"

Ning Qian hummed, "If you still want to learn painting in the future, you can continue to paint with me, but this studio should be temporarily closed."

She now has no extra money to support the operation of the studio.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the air also fell, filled with deep sadness and suffocation.

Ning Qian didn't know how she walked out of the studio. She felt dizzy and dizzy, and her whole body seemed to be taken out, dull and powerless.

Back home, Ning Qian sat on the sofa, feeling restless.

At this moment, Huo Yanze called.

"Qianqian, what are you doing?"

Ning Qian's voice was full of exhaustion, and she was clearly out of shape. She hummed and said absent-mindedly: "I just came back."

Her tone was weak, and she sounded wrong.

Huo Yanze caught it and immediately asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Feeling the care in the man's words, Ning Qian's heart softened in an instant.

The grievance that was originally buried in the deepest part of my heart, like a dandelion touched by someone, blows away directly and spreads everywhere.

Her eyes were red and her voice was choked up.

After a long time, he said, "The studio...is closed!"

"What?" Huo Yanze's heart tightened, and he was immediately surprised.

Unexpectedly, because of this incident, Ning Xiaoqian actually closed Ning Qian's office!

Self-blame, guilt, all kinds of emotions burst out from the bottom of my heart, which was a bit complicated.

He pursed the corners of his lips and comforted him, "Qianqian, don't be sad."

"When I'm done working these days, I'll open another one for you!"

Huo Yanze's words were so arrogant.

However, Ning Qian shook her head lightly, "No need."

This means nothing to her at all.

This studio poured all her painstaking effort and energy...

She didn't expect that one day, it would be closed like this.

It came too fast, and it was too sudden.

Hearing Ning Qian's disappointment, Huo Yanze continued: "Qianqian, don't be too sad. Thinking about it from another angle, it might not be a bad thing. Auntie's treatment is starting one after another. Even if you don't close it now, your focus will shift later. It will also be unmanageable."

Hearing this, Ning Qian's mood was slightly calmed down.

This is true.

Thinking of her mother, Ning Qian felt a surge of power in her heart.

Yeah, she's not alone!

When my mother is well, everything will gradually get better.

Ning Qian nodded, "Yes!"

Huo Yanze smiled lightly, with tenderness on his brows, "Fool, I'll come to accompany you when I'm done with work, and deal with work first."

"it is good.

After hanging up the phone, Ning Qian felt much more relaxed.

The boulder that was pressing on my heart also fell down, and I was relieved.

As long as the mother can be well, it is more important than anything else!

Not long after taking a break, I heard another burst of cell phone ringing.

To be honest, Ning Qian was about to have a psychological fear of the phone these two days.

Picking up the phone, it was actually Ning Xiaoqian calling!

Looking at the three large characters flashing on the screen, Ning Qian wanted to clenched her palms tightly, and anger rose in her eyes.

She didn't answer and threw the phone aside.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang again and again tirelessly.

That way, it seemed that as long as Ning Qian didn't answer, she would never let it go.

After a long time, finally, she pressed the answer button when she was too noisy.

"What's the matter?" Ning Qian's voice was indifferent, with obvious alienation and disgust.

On the other end of the phone, Ning Xiaoqian's sweet voice sounded, "Sister, don't be so indifferent? How can we say that we are also a family! No, I heard that your studio is going to close down, so I'm here to care for you."

Ning Xiaoqian really knows where the knife hurts the most...

Ah.

Ning Qian sneered, "Don't bother you to be hypocritical."

"Isn't this what you want now? My studio has closed down, are you satisfied? Ning Xiaoqian!"

Ning Qian gritted her teeth, and the fingertips holding the phone turned white suddenly, with some force.

"Sister, you have misunderstood me!"

Ning Xiaoqian shook her head, frowned slightly, and pursed her lips, making a look of aggrieved.

"Sister, how can this be what I want to see? You don't know yet, the money I invested in the studio and the money I used to poach your employees are all given by Huo Boss!"

"Speaking of which, Mr. Huo's credit is indispensable for this."

As she said that, she covered her mouth and let out a coquettish laugh, and she looked even more smug.

Ning Qian's heart trembled, and there was a familiar dull pain in her heart.

"What, what?"