She amazed the world after the divorce

Su Hua smiled faintly and said politely: "We adults should not get too involved in the children's matters. After all, the road lies at their feet. Let them walk on their own."

Mrs. Yi frowned slightly, patted the back of her hand familiarly, and said with a smile: "Xingyan is too calm, and our Ah Chuan is too polite. Neither of them can save face. As the elders, we need to help more in the future."

Su Huayan smiled at Yan Yan, but said: "Relationships cannot be forced to be matched. Let them let nature take its course."

Mrs. Yi rubbed her hot face against her cold ass, feeling a little unhappy.

But she is a well-rounded person and won't show her displeasure.

She picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. She praised: "Good tea! The tea is rich in aroma, slightly sweet in taste, and has a long aftertaste!"

She came with a gift. Suhua didn't want to owe her a favor, so she said, "It's Pu'er that has been aged for more than [-] years. If you like it, I can bring you two cakes when I leave."

"Okay, okay, then I have to show my appreciation for accepting such expensive tea from you. My sister will ask you to do facials some other time."

When it comes to facials, I always go with my best friend.

You can bring people closer in an instant.

Su Hua felt that this graceful and elegant Mrs. Yi seemed carefree, but in fact she was good at dancing and inadvertently moved every step of the way.

No ordinary rich lady.

Su Hua is a person who restores cultural relics. She has a noble temperament and doesn't like this style of people very much.

Next, Su Hua just entertained her politely.

at the same time.

Upstairs study.

Yi Chuan looked at the study room, which was nearly a hundred square meters. The huge bookshelves were full of books.

He couldn't help but marvel, "Are these all your books?"

Su Xingyan said: "Yes, many of them were given by my mother, and many were left behind by my great-grandfather."

Yi Chuan secretly thought, this is the real scholarly family.

He asked: "There are so many books, can you read them?"

"Yes, I've read about half of it. I read books very quickly. When I was a kid, in my spare time, apart from painting, repairing cultural relics, and occasionally doing sports or going to museums, I spent the rest of my time reading."

Yi Chuan couldn't help but look at her with admiration again.

No wonder she has such an elegant temperament and the scent of books in her belly, which is all smoked by books.

The more he got in touch with her, the more he fell in love with her. She was simply his ideal type.

I wish I could marry her home tomorrow.

Yi Chuan picked up a yellowed ancient book nearby and opened it, only to find that the text inside was obscure and difficult to understand.

He has been a master of academics for many years, but he doesn't know a word of it.

Yi Chuan coughed awkwardly, put it back down, and picked up another book, trying to find a common language with Su Xingyan, but after flipping through it, he still didn't recognize it.

I don’t know which small country’s language it is in ancient times, but the writing is more complicated than the Book of Heaven.

I think his IQ has been different from ordinary people since he was a child. At this time, he was a little frustrated and felt illiterate for the first time in his life.

After taking five books in a row, Yi Chuan gave up.

I was looking for a topic, but couldn't find it for a while, and the atmosphere was a bit cold.

Su Xingyan stared at the books in a daze.

If it were Shen Ke, they would have communicated without any obstacles, and could even hold a candle and talk for a long time without stopping.

But that bastard first said such heartless words to her on the Ferris wheel, then sold the house and moved far away, and even spent a long time talking to Cha Yan in front of the hotel in the cold weather. Until now, Not a single explanation.

That bastard.

She carefully loved that bastard for more than a year, but all she got in return was tiredness and sadness.

Feeling sour in her heart, Su Xingyan turned her head away and suppressed the tide in her eyes.

Yi Chuan asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing."

But Yi Chuan guessed it and felt a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't show it on his face, he still smiled and said: "Let's go to your studio and have a look."

"it is good."

The two took the elevator to the top floor.

The huge top floor is divided into two rooms, one for the painter and one for the mother and daughter to occasionally restore cultural relics at home.

The room where cultural relics are restored has many confidential things and is locked with a combination.

The studio does not.

When I opened the studio door, I was greeted by the smell of turpentine in the large and empty room.

Paints and other painting materials, as well as finished paintings, are neatly placed on the floor.

Yi Chuan pointed to the various framed landscape paintings, paintings of ladies, and paintings of flowers and birds piled up in the corner, and asked, "Did your mother paint this? She's a pretty good painter."

"It's me. Many of them were drawn by me when I was a child."

Yi Chuan was amazed again.

I thought I was a top student, and I was already good enough when I entered university at the age of 14. I didn’t expect that there are people outside the world.

If you really want to calculate it, Su Xingyan is much better than him.

He turned his head and looked at her, his eyes sparkling, "How did you do it? Reading takes a lot of time, how can you still have time to read, paint, and even go horse riding, shooting, and diving?"

"I have a good memory, so I don't have to study hard. I only use school time. I didn't like to do homework since I was a child, and the teacher didn't make it difficult for me. As long as I got good test scores, it would be fine. My mother has a better memory than me. Wang Ximeng's "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is so complicated that she could draw it silently after looking at it for a day or two, and it was accurate."

I have to accept this genetic gene!

Yichuan can't wait until tomorrow, he really wants to marry her home now!

Su Xingyan said modestly: "I just have good genes and good upbringing by my parents. It doesn't matter. If other people have this condition, they can be like me. I also have many shortcomings, such as being boring and having a dull temper. Lack of emotions, unable to handle things smoothly, prone to act impulsively, and regret later..."

As soon as he heard the word "regret", Yichuan's heart beat suddenly.

He secretly thought, little fairy, please don't say the word "regret" again!

Over time, he was afraid that he would have a heart attack.

Yi Chuan wanted to change the topic and saw several paintings on the wall, which were turned over.

He walked over, picked up the frame of a painting, turned it over, and was about to speak, but was stunned.

All I saw in the painting was a bust of a man.

The man's clothes are ordinary, but his facial features are extremely superior. He has thick eyebrows and a high nose, with clear outlines. His skin is as cold as the moon. His eyebrows and eyes are heroic with a hint of gloom, and his long eye hair hangs down at the corners of his eyes.

A very handsome man.

Looking closely, there is a sense of fragility in the eyes that "the most intelligent will be hurt".

It's not someone else.

It's Shen Ke!

Yi Chuan felt that Su Xingyan must have had deep emotions when she painted this painting. The painting was so lifelike that even the drooping eyelashes seemed alive, as if Shen Ke in the painting could blink and speak in the next second.

He couldn't help but feel a little jealous, but he praised: "The painting looks really like it."

Su Xingyan said calmly: "This was painted by Mo last year. I just met him at that time. The next day after I came back, I couldn't help but draw it when I picked up the brush."

Hearing this, I felt an overwhelming sense of frustration!

Yichuan suddenly felt like an outsider.

No matter how you blend in, you can't blend into Su Xingyan's world.