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Chapter 149: 2, Am I a dead person?

"No?!" Jiang Muyi widened his eyes and repeated his words loudly.

Xiao Huanan uttered a lazily "hmm".

He opened the door and got out of the car, and opened Jiang Muyi's door as well, and stretched out his hand to help her get out of the car.

The security guard outside glanced at them sharply.

Jiang Muyi's heart tightened.

Looking at the arm stretched out in front of him, which was dazzlingly white in the sunlight, Jiang Muyi was stunned for a moment.

The next second, she didn't think about anything and just grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.

Xiao Huanan was caught off guard by her, but he still followed her into the car, "Don't want to go?"

Jiang Muyi shook his head, "Didn't you see the woman who was kicked out?"

"I saw it."

Seeing that he was not afraid at all, Jiang Muyi let out a soft sigh, "You are really brave."

No wonder he dared to anger that lunatic Gu Yankai.

Jiang Muyi's beautiful eyes looked at him worriedly for a while, and then looked out the window furtively, very smartly.

A faint smile appeared in Xiao Huanan's half-closed eyes. "Don't worry, I can get in."

He jumped out of the car and held out his hand to her again.

He was wearing a loose apricot shirt today. The warm yellow sunlight fell on his clothes, refracting a soft light, making him look gentle and reliable.

There was a hint of hesitation in Jiang Muyi's eyes, but she finally took his hand.

As soon as he reached the gate, Jiang Muyi regretted it.

Just by taking a quick glance, one can feel the splendor inside. This doesn't look like a place she can enter or leave.

After making eye contact with the ferocious security guard, Jiang Muyi became more determined in his decision.

She grabbed Xiao Huanan and said, "Let's go, we can't beat them."

Xiao Huanan twitched his lips and pulled her forward, "No need to fight."

The security guard at the door was not as violent as Jiang Muyi thought. After seeing Xiao Huanan, he bowed and called him "Young Master" without looking away.

The decoration inside is even more luxurious, and the people who come in are dressed very elegantly, and they all look rich or noble.

Jiang Muyi glanced at Xiao Huanan beside him. His facial features were exquisite and perfect, and his facial lines were sharp and distinct. The huge chandelier above his head shone brightly, shining on him, making him look dazzling and noble.

Facing this group of wealthy and powerful people, he could stand calmly.

It seems like he was born to stand in the center of the world of fame and fortune.

Jiang Muyi silently retracted his gaze, "Did the security guard at the door just call you Master?"

He raised his eyes lazily, "Yeah."

It seems like I'm already used to this name.

"Do you really have a mine at home?"

At first she thought Xiao Huanan was just an ordinary middle-class person, but today she realized how big the gap in wealth was between herself and this comrade.

Xiao Huanan said indifferently: "It's a little money."

After digesting the information just now, Jiang Muyi focused his attention on today's art exhibition.

The hall is very spacious, but there are not many paintings. It is obviously a personal exhibition.

"These paintings are really beautiful." Jiang Muyi commented.

Xiao Huanan turned his head to look at her, "Oh?"

Jiang Muyi explained what she just said, "The colors in the painting are used very well by this painter. I can even feel the painter's emotions at that time through this painting."

Although she doesn't understand art, she still has a level of appreciation for beauty.

Xiao Huanan's eyes darkened.

Since he was a child, he has been praised by many people for his amazing talent in painting, and he has long been accustomed to being praised by others.

But Jiang Muyi's praise today made him want to hear more.

"I'll take you to see the backstage."

Jiang Muyi followed closely, looking left and right, "Are we the only two in the backstage?"

Xiao Huanan was about to answer correctly, but suddenly remembered that he had invited Yan Xinghe a few months ago.

"No, maybe my friend will be here too." The voice sounded a little annoyed.

"Okay." Jiang Muyi didn't hear the annoyance in his voice.

The backstage was also very large. Apart from the bodyguards, there were only a few paintings hanging high on the walls.

In the middle is a painting with a dark color tone, and the only bright color is the little white rabbit in the center of the painting.

Jiang Muyi stopped and stared at the painting for a long time. The little rabbit in the painting was quite cute, and its eyes were smart and sharp.

"Like this painting?"

Jiang Muyi came back to his senses, his eyes sparkling, "This rabbit is very smart."

Xiao Huanan's dark eyes rested on her face for a moment, "She is quite smart."

"Take this painting down." He turned to the bodyguards.

"Ah, can I take this down and have a look?"

Jiang Muyi looked at the bodyguards in horror. They had already put on gloves and carefully removed the painting.

The painting was not large in size, but several people gathered around it while it was being taken down, which was enough to show the value of the painting.

The bodyguard brought the taken painting to Xiao Huanan.

"Give it to this lady." He said lightly.

Six bodyguards stood in front of Jiang Muyi just to hand over the painting. She was shocked by the scene and took the painting involuntarily.

"This painting is for you." Xiao Huanan said calmly.

Jiang Muyi was even more confused, "You haven't gotten the painter's consent yet."

Even a professionally trained bodyguard couldn't help but tremble with his face, just to hold back his laughter.

Isn’t the painter their young master?

Xiao Huanan's eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding most of the emotions in his eyes, "He agreed, the painting is of you."

Jiang Muyi was confused and wanted to continue asking, but the sound of the door opening in the inner field attracted her.

Behind the waiter followed a tall man with a cheerful face.

"Ryan!" He waved cheerfully.

Xiao Huanan glanced at Jiang Muyi who was still daydreaming, and a hint of regret flashed through his mind.

I regret sending a message to Yan Xinghe a few months ago.

"I didn't have time to see your exhibition before, but I came to see it these days when I had time."

After a moment, when no one paid attention to him, he realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

He glanced towards Xiao Huanan and noticed a silly-looking but bright-looking girl. When he saw Xiao Huanan glanced at him impatiently, Yan Xinghe suddenly realized something.

This shows that she dislikes him as a light bulb.

But Yan Xinghe had no sense of being a light bulb. "Ryan, who is this?"

The stunned girl finally came back to her senses, "So you are Ryan?"

"Yes." He didn't intend to hide it from her.

The painting in my arms suddenly felt hot.

Ryan, one of the representatives of contemporary Impressionism, won tens of millions of dollars in auction value with his work "Travel" when he was only 18 years old.

It can be said that it caused a global sensation, and Jiang Muyi knew that he was in an English weekly.

At that time, she looked at the broken ceiling fan in the school and thought that there was a huge difference between people at the age of 18.

Jiang Muyi gently stroked the frame, "Did you really give me this painting?"

"I'll give it to you." Xiao Huanan didn't miss the gleam in Jiang Muyi's eyes, and squeezed out a few words from his lips, "But you are not allowed to sell it to others."

"I can't even send it."

Jiang Muyi said awkwardly: "Okay."

Yan Xinghe's eyes wandered around the two of them, "You two, am I dead?"