Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

A conversation came from the mobile phone:

"Yanyan, I came to you to ask you, have you finished painting "The Tempest"?"

"..."

"Sister. Do you want me to finish the painting before the exhibition?"

"Yanyan, are you kidding me? You clearly know that I can't imitate your style."

"..."

"Sister, all your paintings so far have been painted by me on your behalf, but you can't let me paint for you for the rest of your life, right?"

"That's true, but there are many fans coming to this art exhibition. If the difference is too big, it will definitely be seen by those fans who have studied my past paintings..."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Shen Zhao's face was filled with disbelief.

Wan'er isn't Nan Mu?

The real Nan Mu is Gu Yanxi?

But doesn’t Gu Yanxi have no creative talent at all?Didn’t she live for 18 years and still not be able to create a single valuable painting?

at the same time.

Gu Wan also checked the overwhelming news on the Internet.

Her face suddenly turned pale.

He even started to tremble uncontrollably and break out in cold sweat.

It’s over.

She is finished.

Everyone knows that she is no longer Nan Mu.

When the reporters outside learned the news for the first time, they rushed in regardless of the obstruction, and rushed to use their cameras to shoving words in her face.

"Miss Gu, could you please explain why there is that recording online?"

"Why would you put your name on other people's paintings when you know you have no creative ability? Do you want to become famous?"

"Ms. Gu, the unfamiliarity you showed when the painting "Weeds" was mentioned in the interview was also because that painting was not created by you at all?"

"Miss Gu, please respond to our questions!"

"..."

There were overwhelming questions and blank stares.

Gu Wan felt as if she was drowned in saliva.

The noise around her made her whole body feel chaotic, uneasy, and frightened.

When everyone saw that Gu Wan did not respond to the revealed truth, they immediately became furious.

Countless things were thrown at Gu Wan, including mineral water bottles, mobile phone cases, and toilet paper.

"Speak! Are you dumb?"

"Didn't you answer all your questions just now? Why are you not talking now?"

"Why do you have the nerve to call yourself Nan Mu in front of the media? I think you are not even as good as one of Nan Mu's fingers!"

"that is!"

"..."

The security guards of the art museum heard the news and, led by Cheng Jizhou, hurriedly rushed here.

Cheng Jizhou was in the most complicated mood.

He had always admired this talented young painter.

But I didn't expect it to be like this.

He looked at Gu Wan with great disappointment and said, "Miss Gu, it is related to the reputation of the museum. I need to confirm some issues with you personally. Please come to the lounge on the third floor with me."

Gu Wan seemed to have lost her soul and nodded in a daze. After the security guards separated the troublemakers, she lowered her head and followed Cheng Jizhou.

The figure is very downcast.

conference room.

Although Ai Mo felt resentful, she still poured Gu Wan a glass of water out of politeness.

"Miss Gu, please don't go out yet. Most of the people here are you...Nan Mu's fans. If something like this happened, you may be attacked by them if you go out again."

"I'm sorry." Gu Wan lowered her head, and her face, which was always as gentle as the spring breeze, was filled with dead silence.

"So, the news on the Internet is all true?" Cheng Jizhou asked sadly.

Gu Wan pursed her pale lips and said nothing.

Because the facts are there and there is no arguing with them.

Cheng Jizhou sighed, "If this is the case, you will definitely not be able to participate in the formal painter signing and exchange meetings. Nan Mu himself will have to come."

"I have no objection." She squeezed her palms tightly, and she hated Gu Yanxi in her heart for why she would record such a thing and send it out.

Did she do it on purpose?

"Miss Gu, I will arrange security personnel to escort you out of here." Cheng Jizhou continued, "But you must tell me Miss Gu Yanxi's contact information. I urgently need to contact her now."

Now that everyone knows that Gu Yanxi is Nan Mu.

So if this art exhibition is to continue, Gu Yanxi should be invited to the event.

Hearing the name "Gu Yanxi", Gu Wan suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if she had been forced to swallow a stone, choking to the point that she almost couldn't breathe.

She wished she could cut Gu Yanxi into pieces with a thousand knives!

"No contact information is needed, she is here today." Gu Wan said dullly.

Cheng Jizhou was overjoyed, "That's great."

Gu Wan stared at Cheng Jizhou coldly, feeling that his smile was very dazzling.

She stood up, almost biting the corner of her lip until it bled, "It's time for me to go."

-

Guan Hao was in the car, his eyes quickly glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, he clarified his thoughts, and said to Fu Yanci in a serious tone: "Mr. Fu, there is a situation."

"What's wrong?" Fu Yanci flipped through the documents in his hand without batting an eyelid.

"I can't explain it in a few words." Guan Hao directly handed the phone to Fu Yanci.

Fu Yanci glanced at him strangely, and then looked at the phone screen.

Looking at it, he was silent.

Guan Hao stared at his president seriously, waiting for the next instruction.

After a long time, Fu Yanci returned the phone to Guan Hao and murmured in a low voice: "Painter Nan Mu..."

Guan Hao's fingertips flexibly typed a line of words on the keyboard of his mobile phone and sent it out.

After receiving the reply, he glanced at his president who didn't know what he was thinking with his peripheral vision, and took the initiative to inform: "Mr. Fu, according to Director Cheng, Nan Mu himself is interacting with fans at the exhibition site right now."

"Are you talking about Yanyan?" Fu Yanci raised his eyebrows.

Guan Hao nodded, "Yes."

Fu Yanci pursed her thin lips slightly, her eyes were deep, and she turned to look at Guan Hao as if she wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Guan Hao looked at his nose and heart, and took the initiative: "Mr. Fu, I will contact Director Cheng now and ask him to reserve the part where Miss Nan Mu personally delivers the paintings to you."

Fu Yanci raised his gaze and glanced out the window with an indifferent expression, "Well, that painting is still valuable for collection."

Guan Hao: "..."

He held the tablet and clicked twice quickly. The navigation showed that he would arrive at the cafe he had agreed to meet with Mr. Xu from Optical Trade Logistics in less than 3 minutes.

At the same time, Mr. Xu sent him a message saying that he had arrived.

Guan Hao sympathized with Mr. Xu again in his heart, and then said to the driver: "Turn around ahead and go to the art museum."