In order to save the family painting studio, Ruan Xueyi, the successor of traditional Chinese painting, had no choice but to seek help from Li Xiao, the president of Shengfeng Group who owned an ancient inkstone.
With a sincere heart, she handed over the paintings she had learned all her life.
But in front of a room full of guests, he scornfully denounced her as a "senior liar" and trampled on her paintings and dignity.
"You are the first person to approach me in such unsavory ways." The man was dignified and cold, and his words were heart-wrenching.
Ruan Xueyi's eyes were red, she silently picked up the painting, turned around and left.
Not for sale! She doesn't want this inkstone anymore!
Later, her paintings shocked the entire Chinese painting world. Her paintings were hard to come by, and she was hailed as a "genius once seen in a century."
Li Xiao's grandfather went to the house in person to ask for a painting.
Business giants fought fiercely to collect her works.
Li Xiao, who had once dismissed her, finally couldn't sit still.
He blocked her way and said in a hoarse voice: "Xueyi, that square inkstone... I brought it to you personally. Follow me home, okay?"
Ruan Xueyi just smiled faintly, cold and distant.
"Mr. Li, it's too late."
#At first you were indifferent to me, but now I make it impossible for you to reach high#
#Crematorium Although we are late, we are here, Mr. Li, please queue up to get your number first#
