At this moment in Dijing Manor.
When Lu Mingxiu came out of his room, he saw Su Qian fiddling with the leaves of a potted plant in boredom. She wasn't smiling, but she seemed to be in a good mood, which somehow made him feel better.
He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. He looked at her quietly and lost track of time.
Sensing someone's gaze on her, Su Qian snapped out of her daze and saw Lu Mingxiu standing not far away. He had a faint smile on his lips and an indifferent expression on his face, as if he had lived a peaceful life.
This thought only lasted for a moment. She knew very well that the phrase "peaceful times" did not suit the two of them.
He quickly looked away.
Her indifferent attitude and cold eyes made him frown slightly. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said, "Do you have any plans today?"
When she heard Lu Mingxiu's words, she couldn't help but stop fiddling with the leaves. After a long while, she replied, "No, I don't."
"Then, shall we go out for a walk?" Lu Mingxiu asked.
"I'm not interested," Su Qian replied without slowing down.
Lu Mingxiu's face turned dark as soon as she finished speaking, and a cold mist seemed to be seeping out of his body, "If you can accompany Sikong Jin to the auction, why can't you go out with me?"
At this moment, she finally gave up on destroying the leaf. She raised her head and looked at Lu Mingxiu with a deep and vague smile in her eyes,
"Of course, it's because Sikong Jin is my childhood friend, and you're about to get a divorce and become my ex-husband."
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingxiu's already unhappy expression darkened even more, and his tone was filled with irrepressible anger.
"Enough. I don't want to hear the word divorce again."
Su Qian didn't expect him to lose his temper so suddenly. She looked up at him and at that moment, it was as if he couldn't control his emotions and they were overflowing.
Feng Xuanmo walked out of the room, his sharp senses picking up the tension between the two.
He yawned lazily as if nothing had happened. He still had his usual smile on his face, "Have the two of you been quarreling since early in the morning?"
Su Qian returned to her senses and glanced at Feng Xuanmo, "No."
Lu Mingxiu tidied up his clothes and walked toward Feng Xuanmo. As he passed by him, he replied indifferently, "Don't think too much. She doesn't have the ability to anger me."
Feng Xuanmo shrugged helplessly. The two of them really had their minds spinning and were not honest at all. On the other hand, this girl was amazing. Mingxiu had always been good at hiding his emotions, and this was the first time he had seen him so angry, yet he refused to admit it. He would have a hard time in the future.
When Lu Mingxiu returned to the master bedroom, Su Qian and Feng Xuanmo were the only ones left in the living room.
Feng Xuanmo was sitting on the sofa, his eyes flickering slightly. He had attended Sikong Jin's welcoming banquet the day before, and Sikong Jin had said something very interesting: he had volunteered to be the person in charge of a domestic branch because of someone.
Everyone present was curious as to who the other party was, and he immediately thought of Su Qian.
He leaned back on the sofa and looked at Su Qian lazily.
Although she was already used to being stared at, she still had goosebumps all over her body at this moment."If you have anything to ask, just ask. Don't dawdle. You're not acting like a man."
Feng Xuanmo was speechless.
This girl's mouth was quite foul.
He wasn't too angry and only asked, "Girl, what is your relationship with Sikong Jin?"
"We can be considered childhood sweethearts."
"Childhood sweethearts..." Feng Xuanmo chuckled."No ordinary person can be Sikong Jin's childhood sweetheart. Could it be that you're also the young lady of some family?"
Su Qian was silent for a moment before finding a seat for herself and sitting down limply, "No, have you ever seen a young lady like me? Even if she's not favored, she can't just get married so casually."
Feng Xuanmo agreed.
He could do anything he wanted, but if it really involved marriage and he got married without the old man's permission, the old man would probably disown him.
Lu Mingxiu returned to the master bedroom and gave Feng Tanjiu a call.
"Tanjiu, have you found Su Qian's personal files?"
"There are only files after the age of ten. The files before the age of ten seemed to have been deliberately erased."
"Send them to me."
Feng Tanjiu was very fast. In less than a minute, he had sent all the information about Su Qian's life to Lu Mingxiu.
Lu Mingxiu opened it and took a look. There was no information before she was ten years old, but she grew up in an orphanage after she was ten years old.
She had been in fights since middle school and was almost expelled several times. Fortunately, her grades were good, and the dean of the orphanage pleaded for her. She graduated with the highest score in middle school and high school after only one year.
It only took a year for her to graduate from Imperial College.
A major event happened that year. A young master from an aristocratic family confessed his love to her in a high-profile manner. As a result, she was suppressed by all the girls in the school and was forced to leave the school.
Not only did she not leave the school, but she also graduated from Imperial College in a year.
He couldn't imagine what she was thinking when she went through all these things. After she graduated, she returned to the orphanage and stayed there for two years. In these two years, she sold paintings on the streets and became a street performer. The money she earned from selling paintings and singing was all used to fund the orphanage. Later, she met Song Baoyi, who was kidnapped. After saving Song Baoyi, she sent her back to the country. After that, she participated in a local variety show and became famous in the entertainment industry.
After she became famous in the entertainment industry, she would send money to the orphanage from time to time.
Under this information, there were also a few of Su Qian's past paintings.
These drawings were all very ordinary sketches, but it could be seen that they were very skilled.
She was even comparable to the current master of Chinese art, Ye Wen.
If a pro such as Master Ye had his paintings sold on the streets, he would probably burn down the gallery in anger.
Mingxiu closed the documents, walked to the window, and opened it. He let the breeze blow on his face, and the light softened his side profile. His expression was so gentle that he could not imagine it.
After enjoying the breeze for a while, he walked out of the room and went downstairs. He saw that Su Qian and Feng Xuanmo seemed to be having a good chat.
At the very least, when she was with Feng Xuanmo, her expression would not be bone-piercingly cold.
Even though she never smiled in front of Huo Jingyang and Feng Tanjiu, she was still gentle. When she was with Sikong Jin, there was even tenderness in her eyes. It was as if she would only be so cold when he was alone. She wanted nothing more than to draw a line between them.
The thought of it made him feel extremely irritated. He even had the urge to throw Feng Xuanmo out so that he would be the only one in her line of sight.
He didn't expect that he would have such thoughts and was a little shocked for a moment.