When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chapter 207: Exploded

Liu Er's voice was so loud that Chu He really didn't know how to respond.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said to the camera: "Although Master Liu Er is unable to be here in person, we will still bring you the works of other outstanding artists."

She accidentally caught a glimpse of a man wearing a high-end suit and with a noble temperament.

Because of his outstanding height, he is quite conspicuous standing in the corner of the exhibition hall.

Huo Yuchuan!

Huo Yuchuan leisurely crossed his arms across his chest, with a barely perceptible admiration in his eyes.

Chu He felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, and gave him a look with a subtle smile.

After saying hello, his eyes quickly returned to the screen.

Master Liu Er has many fans, and some even jumped out to lead the discussion, saying that the exhibition would be boring if Liu Er didn't come.

For a while, the comments in the barrage were quite intense, and people kept flooding the screen to dissuade people from showing off the art exhibition.

Outside the gallery, a black Maybach was parked on the side of the road.

Xiao Cheng sat in the car with a dark face, smoking one cigarette after another.

He had been in the car for forty minutes.

Ji Lin glanced at the time and then glanced at the rearview mirror.

I couldn't help but ask: "Brother Cheng, if you get off the car now, you can see your sister-in-law in five minutes at most."

Xiao Cheng was obviously in a bad mood. After a moment of silence, he took a deep puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

"Ah."

After all, I am forcing things into Chu He's memory, so it is normal that she cannot accept it for a while. I need to give her some time to digest it.

My eyes hurt so much that I closed them and pinched my eyebrows with my slender fingers.

Ji Lin's sudden exclamation made her brows furrowed. She said impatiently:

"What are you yelling about?"

"Brother Cheng, is my sister-in-law live streaming?"

Xiao Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, paused for two seconds, and glanced at the phone that Ji Lin was holding.

The corners of his mouth curved up, and he asked meaningfully, "Do you have her social media account?"

Ji Lin felt guilty and chuckled twice, not daring to respond.

Seeing that Ji Lin didn't answer, he was in a rare good mood. He just snorted coldly and didn't ask any further questions.

Xiao Cheng leaned lazily on the back of the chair, took out his cell phone and threw it to Ji Lin.

Ji Lin understood immediately and quickly entered the live broadcast room.

The phone was handed back to Xiao Cheng.

Seeing the screen full of comments, he sneered, leaned back in his chair, adjusted his posture, and stared at the beautiful face of the woman on the screen without blinking.

Then, a woman's slightly anxious voice came from the phone.

Seeing the comments on the barrage, Xiao Cheng frowned even more tightly.

"Everyone, please speak rationally. We also hope to invite Master Liu Er, but due to health reasons, Master Liu Er is temporarily unable to participate in the event. Everyone, rest assured, we will arrange for the exhibition of works by international oil painting master Bennett this time."

There was a sigh of relief in the barrage:

[Don't brag, Annette's works are all in museums, I haven't heard of any private collections.]

[What level is Annette? How could you possibly get his work?]

"Yes, yes. I heard that Master Annette's paintings are never exhibited in private exhibitions. If Annette's works really are exhibited, I'll definitely fly there to feast my eyes."

[Don't waste your emotions. Instead of looking forward to Annette's work, it's better to look forward to Master Liu Er's work.]

[Sit back and wait for a slap in the face. 】

[Sit back and wait for a slap in the face. 】

[Yes, let’s go and invite Liu Er.]

……

Chu He bit her lip, her pretty eyebrows slightly twisted.

It’s really too early to make big promises.

After all, Huo Yuchuan is an outsider, and Chu He has not yet verified whether the painting in his hand is authentic or a replica.

Now I started to feel uneasy.

Just as she was thinking about how to respond, the barrage was dominated by a wave of carnival.