After an accidental flash marriage, the mysterious boss is addicted to his wife

Early the next morning.

The two of them got on the plane back to the capital.

Before the plane took off, Qiao Jing called Ye Tong and Secretary Hu and explained the matter to Shen Zhiyue before turning off the phone.

"If it weren't for the Beijing Medical Exchange Conference, I would have stayed in Yanbeicheng for two more days!"

He Yanqing yawned and put on the blindfold, "I'm going to sleep for a while. Call me when you get there."

Qiao Jing nodded. It was true that she was in a hurry. She still wanted to ask Shen Zhiyue what was going on. Now it seemed that she could only wait for the matter in the capital to come to an end before coming back to deal with it.

Anyway, with the people of Shatang protecting her, nothing would happen.

Qiao Jing also planned to close his eyes and rest, but he always felt that he had forgotten one thing.

what's going on?

—

Beijing.

Huo Group.

"Do you have any plans today?" Huo Yuchuan came out of the lounge and asked Feng Ze standing in front of his desk.

Feng Ze was surprised, "Mr. Huo, did you rest here yesterday?"

"I took care of something, it's too late."

Huo Yuchuan nodded, walked straight to the chair and sat down, put his coat on the back of the chair, and buttoned the first button on the collar with one hand.

Covering the fair and beautiful collarbone.

The posture is relaxed.

Holding the phone, he glanced at it and raised his eyebrows. The message he sent to Qiao Jing in the morning had not yet been answered.

Is this... another tantrum?
He was bullied more severely, but it was not the first time. Mrs. Huo was still so thin-skinned.

Huo Yuchuan chuckled, his beautiful eyes slightly curved, and he found that he liked teasing Qiao Jing more and more.

I can't help but wonder, if he was serious about it, what kind of reaction would Qiao Jing have?

Huo Yuchuan thought, he was looking forward to it.

Maybe it's time for him to put it on the agenda?
Feng Ze didn't ask much. This situation had happened before.

Holding the tablet, he reported, "Besides tomorrow's conference, today's outing is Old Dong Shen's private exhibition. Do you want to push it forward?"

Mr. Shen has always liked to tinker with famous paintings, and this exhibition is probably an appreciation party.

Huo Yuchuan's smile faded and his eyebrows moved slightly, "No, let's go. About what time."

Apart from the Huo family, the only people in power at the elder level of the four major families are the Shen family.This bit of face is just a matter of going through the motions.

Moreover, this is said to be an exhibition on the surface, but it is not certain what it is really like.

Feng Ze leaned forward and put away his tablet, "Two hours later, do you want to leave now?"

"Let's go, just in time you go get Lin Shanren's calligraphy and painting and give it to Old Dong Shen." Huo Yuchuan stood up and picked up the suit on the back of the chair.

Feng Ze quickly followed behind.

Shit, Mr. Huo has been collecting that calligraphy and painting for a long time!

I heard that this is the final work of Linshanren.

—

Shen house.

Huo Yuchuan got out of the car and was about to go in when he was stopped by someone.

"Mr. Huo."

Huo Yuchuan turned around and saw the person coming, his expression did not change, "Mr. Shen."

Chen Fan smiled appropriately and stretched out his hand, "Mr. Huo, it's been a long time."

"Mr. Shen's style remains the same." Huo Yuchuan glanced down at Shen Fan's outstretched hand, squeezed it lightly and let go.

"Mr. Huo said something serious, why didn't you bring your wife with you? I heard that Mr. Huo did a big thing quietly and got married in a flash!"

Chen Fan put down his hand very naturally.

Huo Yuchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his red lips curled up, and he answered with a lot of effort, "Good news, Mr. Shen."

That's what it means to say nothing.

Chen Fan was not a person who didn't know how to look at people, so he naturally knew that Huo Yuchuan didn't want to talk about this topic.

He smiled casually and said, "It's almost time, let's go in together?"

The two walked side by side and entered the hall.

As soon as they entered the hall, the two people's figures attracted a lot of attention. The large living room was decorated with calligraphy and paintings, which was not much worse than the official exhibition.

"Mr. Huo, don't look at these. There will be authentic works from Linshan people later."

Another female voice sounded next to her, "Yes, Li Er and I went there in person! It has been authenticated and it is the last painting by Lin Shanren!"

Feng Ze, who had been following him, frowned first and glanced at the wooden box in his hand.

So the thing in his hand is a fake painting?