Mr. Lu's sky-high ex-wife

Tang Qian was going to a nearby mall to help Ah Chen buy daily necessities.

Just as I stopped the taxi, the phone rang suddenly.

It was Lu Nanchen's grandfather calling.

She picked it up hastily.

"Grandpa, do you have anything to do with me?"

Grandpa Lu has always been very kind to her. Even if she and Lu Nanchen divorced, her respect for him would not decrease in the slightest.

Grandpa Lu smiled and said: "In a few days it will be your grandma's 70th birthday. I want to ask you, how are you preparing?"

Tang Qian smiled, "The painting part has been completed, and the inscription part is waiting for you."

Grandpa Lu said excitedly: "Okay, then I'll go to your store now, fill in the words, and then you frame it, and wait for your grandma's birthday to give her a surprise!"

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Qian asked the driver to change the route and take her to the store.

She and Lin Momo jointly opened a painting studio in Xicheng Old Street, which operates online and offline at the same time, accepting paintings of various styles.

As early as two years ago, grandpa discussed with her to ask her to draw a picture of grandma's hometown and give it to grandma as a gift for her [-]th birthday.

But because of the war, my grandmother's hometown has long since ceased to exist, and there are no photos left.

The appearance of my hometown only stays in my grandma's mind.

Grandpa wrote down every detail about his hometown that grandma once said.

Tang Qian drafted dozens of paintings in the past two years, and finally, before her grandma's 70th birthday, she perfectly presented the scene described by her grandma on the drawing paper.

Soon, Tang Qian arrived at the store.

Grandpa hasn't arrived yet.

Tang Qian went to clean up the painting table, took out the four-meter-long scroll and spread it out, and prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When she was ready, grandpa just came to the store.

"Grandpa, you're here." Tang Qian smiled and walked to the door to support the old man.

Mr. Lu couldn't wait to look at the picture scroll.

He carefully looked at the scroll from the beginning to the end, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay, the painting is great, every detail described by your grandma is here, and the painting is lifelike and has a strong sense of age, Your grandma will be very happy to receive this painting!"

Tang Qian smiled and said, "Grandpa's kindness is what moves grandma the most."

"Hahaha, you, you listen more than Nanchen!" Grandpa Lu smiled happily.

Tang Qian smiled but said nothing.

She began to grind ink.

After grinding the ink, hand the brush to Grandpa Lu.

Grandpa Lu picked up the brush and wrote the words on the couplet on the picture scroll where the couplet was pasted on the door frame of the house.

"After the ink dries, I'll mount the scroll and the painting will be finished." Tang Qian said softly.

Grandpa Lu was very satisfied with this painting, and he couldn't hide the excitement and joy in his eyes.

After he asked Tang Qian to keep the scroll carefully, he left.

Tang Qian began to tidy up the pen and ink on the table.

When she put away the brush and ink and returned to the painting table, she found an acquaintance standing in front of the painting table...

Catkins!

Lu Nanchen's confidante.

He is also the Lord who she has supported with blood for three years.

Tang Qian lowered her face and walked over quickly, trying to drive people away.

But when she approached, Liu Xu'er picked up the scroll.

"Liu Xu'er, put down the painting!" Tang Qian snapped, but didn't dare to do it easily.

The picture scroll is very fragile, and it will be torn with a little force.

"Oh..." Liu Xu'er was taken aback, and looked at Tang Qian complainingly, "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"I tell you to put down my painting!" Tang Qian suppressed her anger and reiterated again.

Instead of putting it down, Liu Xu'er rolled up the scroll slowly, "I bought this painting, please make a price."

"Not for sale!" Tang Qian's face turned extremely ugly, "You can roll up the ink on the painting before it is dry. If you destroy my painting, I will never end with you!"

Liu Xu'er said nonchalantly, "If it really breaks it by accident, at worst I'll just pay you back. Why are you so fierce?"

Tang Qian narrowed her eyes, "I told you to put down the painting, don't you understand human speech?"

"I also said that I want to buy this painting, don't you understand human language?" Liu Xu'er had already rolled up the painting, and said arrogantly to Tang Qian: "I just took the painting, you can ask Nan Chen how much it costs I want it."

"Stop!" Tang Qian immediately stepped forward and grabbed Liu Xu'er's arm.

Liu Xu'er slipped and accidentally fell to the ground.

"Ah..." Liu Xu'er cried out in pain, and glared at Tang Qian angrily, "Tang Qian, you are so vicious, you actually pushed me, do you want me to fall to death?"

"You wait, I'll ask Nan Chen to judge for me!"

She took out her mobile phone and called Lu Nanchen.

As soon as the call was connected, she immediately cried aggrievedly, "Nan Chen, do you have time to come to Tang Qian's shop now? I kindly came to take care of her business, but she wanted to harm me, woo woo woo..."

After half an hour.

Lu Nanchen came to the store.

"Nanchen, you're finally here." Liu Xu'er walked in front of Lu Nanchen, with tears in her eyes, as if she had been wronged.

Lu Nanchen stared deeply at the two of them, "What's going on?"

Liu Xu'er said first: "I fell in love with a painting by her, but she deliberately refused to sell it to me, and even pushed me down!"

"Did you get hurt?" Lu Nanchen asked with concern.

Liu Xu'er blushed and said emotionally, "It hurts a little from the fall, but seeing that you care about me, I don't feel any pain anymore."

Lu Nanchen looked away and said to her, "You go first, I'll take care of it here."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you outside." Liu Xu'er looked joyful, and immediately walked out with the painting.

"Keep my painting!" Tang Qian wanted to stop it.

However, Lu Nanchen grabbed her arm and forcibly pulled her back.

"Tang Qian, have you had enough trouble?" Lu Nanchen frowned and scolded impatiently.

Tang Qian glared at him angrily: "What's wrong with me?"

Lu Nanchen: "It's just a painting, why are you so stingy?"

Tang Qian was trembling with anger, "If she likes other paintings, you can ask me to give them to her, but that one is the only one that is not acceptable, I will prepare..."

Lu Nanchen interrupted her impatiently: "That's enough, don't make excuses for your small belly!"

"Xu'er came to take care of your business with good intentions, but you deliberately made things difficult for her because of personal grievances. Can you be normal?"

Tang Qian looked at him in disbelief.

He actually felt that she was deliberately making things difficult for Liu Xu'er?

Lu Nanchen asked: "How much is that painting? I'll pay for Xu'er, and I won't bother with you about pushing her down."

"I told you, I won't sell that painting!" Tang Qian's face turned pale, and he clenched his fists.

Regardless of her objection, Lu Nanchen transferred the money and said, "I saw it just now. The painting is about four meters long. I'll give you 40."

In less than ten seconds, Tang Qian's mobile phone rang a voice reminder that 40 had been credited.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Nanchen turned around and left.

Tang Qian chased her out, but was stopped by Lu Nanchen's bodyguards.

Liu Xu'er stepped forward and took Lu Nanchen's arm, and said softly: "Nanchen, you are the best, if you don't come, I don't know if I can walk away from her shop, she is too barbaric, she is so savage. Like a female bandit..."

Lu Nanchen didn't speak.

Liu Xu'er continued to say happily: "I plan to give this painting as a gift to grandma, grandma will definitely like it!"

At this time, they had already walked to the front of the car.

Lu Nanchen helped Liu Xuer open the car door in a gentlemanly manner.

Liu Xu'er got into the car with a sweet face, and did not forget to give Tang Qian a provocative smile.

Tang Qian stopped suddenly.

Liu Xu'er wants to give this painting to Lu Nanchen's grandma as a birthday present?

Ah.

She is looking for death by herself!