Chapter 291

Xia Chun came to the United States to attend the opening ceremony of the Digo exhibition. She didn't want to attend it because she never appeared in front of the media, but she didn't refuse because an elder who had helped her a lot wanted her to come.

The opening ceremony of the exhibition was in the morning. She was not very busy because she was a guest. The opening ceremony was very smooth. The elder knew that she never showed up, so he told the media not to take her photos.

Xia Chun even put on sunglasses and masks in order to prevent accidental scenes from catching her. The art circle is not the entertainment circle, and the reporter didn't stare at her.

"Dana, I'm really glad you can come this time. How's the count doing?" the elder who invited Xia Chunlai was polite.

Xia Chun replied politely, "Daddy is very good..."

Suddenly, in a trance, she caught a glimpse of an unusually familiar figure and walked into the exhibition hall. Xia Chun was stunned.

The man disappeared before she could see it clearly, but she couldn't forget it, because the man looked like Qi Yunzhe.

Xia Chun apologized to the elder and turned to the exhibition hall, but there was no figure at all. She couldn't help laughing at herself, "what a fool. He can't come to such a place in his life."

Besides, what was she expecting? Even if she did, she would stay away now.

"Remember to eat or not to fight is not a good character." Xia Chun whispered low and turned to the exhibition hall.

She remembered that there was a painting she painted in the art street. Later, Xia Chun's name became a little famous in the circle. Naturally, her paintings before she became famous also rose with the tide, so someone bought her paintings, and now they flow here again.

She has nothing to do today. If no one buys the painting, she can consider buying it.

She walked through the crowd and came to the front of the painting. She couldn't help but pick up the corners of her mouth. At that time, her painting was still very young.

Now looking back on that time, she can't control herself. She has to think of those things and people.

Xia Chun looked up at the picture slightly, but didn't notice that a man was coming towards her behind her. The man was tall and came with a cold feeling when walking in the crowd.

Qi Yunzhe's eyes suddenly fixed, and his cold eyes fluctuated constantly. He looked at the back of the woman standing in front of the painting not far away, and suddenly sprouted a familiar feeling.

"Xia Chun..." Qi Yunzhe murmured in his mouth. He took a bigger step. His hands kept picking away the people around him and quickly walked towards the woman.

He knew she wasn't dead, but he kept hiding from him. It must be so.

Xia Chun, you dare to torture me like this. I will never let you go in my life. I want you to stay with me forever.

"Miss Dana, you used to be here, but it's easy for me to find." suddenly someone ran to the woman before he arrived.

He called her Dana instead of Xia Chun.

Qi Yunzhe suddenly sank when he heard the voice. Did he make a mistake again? Just a similar figure made him in a mess.

But he still didn't stop and kept approaching her.

But she began to communicate with the people around her in fluent English. Her voice was very hoarse, even ugly. Finally, Qi Yunzhe's pace slowed down gradually.

In my memory, Xia Chun's voice is very weak and sweet. Even when she is angry, her voice with anger will not be like this.

With different names and voices, this woman has a pure British London accent, which Xia Chun never had.

Qi Yunzhe's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. When he came back again, the woman had disappeared. His eyebrows wrinkled and all his eyes fell on the picture on the wall.

Xia Chun was taken to get a souvenir. Then she didn't leave, but went to the person in charge. She wanted to buy the painting she once had.

"Miss Dana, I'm really sorry. The painting you want has been bought and paid." the person in charge showed a embarrassed look on his face.

Xia Chun couldn't help but eyebrow at the sound. Now Xia Chun's fame is not loud enough in the circle. It seems that the people who buy paintings really like her paintings.

It's a great pleasure that his works can be recognized. Qianlima naturally needs bole. Xia Chun smiles, "it doesn't matter. Can I see who bought the paintings?"

"Of course." when the person in charge saw that she was so talkative, it was not easy to refuse her little request and agreed.

Xia Chun came forward and looked at the name on the paper, but it was like being split by thunder. Under the sunglasses, her eyes were wide open, just because of the three words on the paper, Qi Yunzhe.

He actually came, so he was not an illusion before, and he not only came, but also bought her paintings.

Oh, what is he? Don't you think it's funny?

At the thought that she might run into Qi Yunzhe at any time in the exhibition hall, she burst into a cold sweat. She didn't want to face Qi Yunzhe in her heart. Xia Chun left the exhibition for the first time.

When she returned to the hotel, she still felt a lingering fear. It was hard to think that she was in the same place with Qi Yunzhe.

Finally, Xia Chun booked the latest flight back to Britain that day, but she just booked a ticket, but suddenly received a call from Song Jin. He said he was going to work in the United States and had got off the plane.

In desperation, Xia Chun had to cancel the flight. Song Jin didn't need her to pick up the plane. He said he would go to the hotel to find her after handling the matter.

When night fell, Song Jin called her and said that he had handled his work and was ready to pick her up at the hotel for dinner and let her clean up.

Xia Chun is lack of interest, but she doesn't want to affect Song Jin's mood, so she agrees.

A moment later, the lobby downstairs of the hotel.

Waiting for Xia chun to go downstairs, Song Jin never dreamed of meeting Qi Yunzhe here. The two met again after nearly three years. Qi Yunzhe also had an accident on his face.

"Mr. Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time." Song Jin took the initiative to say hello and inadvertently glanced at the watch on his wrist. He was secretly uneasy in his heart.

After a short accident, Qi Yunzhe's face returned to the appearance of an iceberg. "I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you were dead." he said coldly.

Song Jin didn't intend to have a general knowledge with him. He just wanted to end the dialogue quickly. "Mr. Qi still likes to joke. I have something to do. Goodbye."

The two of them passed by. Qi Yunzhe's Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of light. He raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "are you married?"

Song Jin's body suddenly froze in place. His eyes were slightly heavy. When he turned his head, he saw Qi Yunzhe staring at the ring on his finger.