The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

He remembered.

The first time he saw the painting on the Rue de Zuchery was the day she lost money at Paradise.

In addition to him and Luo Nai, there should have been other people who also liked the painting that day, so when he asked, the owner didn't lift his head, and the rejection was very smooth and straightforward.

The owner doesn't sell it, of course she meant it.

He went again at noon the next day, but the painting had already been bought.

Now that I think about it, it should be after that night that she urgently needed to raise money, so she chose to sell the painting the next day.

He was a step too late and missed it.

But in the end... the main cause of this incident is all his.

Luo Nai obviously did not expect that Shen Li would answer so frankly, and was stunned for a while, then laughed:

"But if Mr. Lu also liked the painting at the time, the price he gave would not be low, right?"

Silent for a few seconds:

"...I knew at the time that you wanted to buy it, so I intended to give you that painting."

When the words fell, Shen Li suddenly felt a chill on the back of her head, and a real gaze fell on her.

She looked away silently.

Although, it's the truth.

When she first came to Liland, art galleries and museums were everywhere, and there were countless people with drawing boards on their backs.

She drew that picture on a whim.

Moreover, because Liland is Luo Nai's hometown, her style of painting at that time deliberately imitated his.

After painting, she originally wanted to leave it to Li Yan as a decoration in his shop. After all, such a large drawing board would be troublesome to bring back to China.

Who knew that the car overturned that night and owed a debt directly.

She had to choose to sell the painting.

There were a lot of people who wanted to buy the painting that day. After spending an hour in the store, she met five or six people who came to make an offer.

She was impatient and left directly, seeing Luo Nai when she left.

Later, Li Yan mentioned that she chose Luo Nai without any hesitation.

In fact, Luo Nai wasn't the highest bidder that day, but because she liked him very much, she thought that it would be good for him to buy that painting.

Who knew that Lu Huai was still there that day?

Hearing this, Lu Huai pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw and laughed angrily.

Row.

It was the girl who chose it herself.

Luo Nai's eyes swept over the two of them, and probably guessed something, and couldn't help laughing:

"That being said, I really want to say thank you to Ali. However, if Mr. Lu insists on what he wants, Ali is here and you can ask her for her opinion."

ask her?

She had just admitted that the painting was sold to Luo Nai on purpose, how could he ask for it again?

Besides, in the final analysis, she went to sell paintings because of him—

Lu Huai and finally said:

"No need. Since A Li sold that painting to you, that's fine."

Shen Li coughed lightly.

Lonay laughed:

"Alright then, I would like to thank Mr. Lu for your generosity."

Lu Huai tilted his head and exhaled lightly.

He really rarely encountered such a suffocating situation, but he couldn't say it.

Who let him provoke this little ancestor first.

When Ella heard this, she finally asked hopefully:

"It turns out that the painter of this painting is here! Shen Li, do you have any other paintings in your hand? I want to buy one, the price is easy to say!"

Before Shen Li opened her mouth, she felt Lu Huaiyu look over with a smile that was not a smile.

"..." She paused and shook her head, "Sorry, no more."

"Ah? No more?" Ella looked disappointed. "In the past three years... have you never painted with this identity again?"

Shen Li shook her head again: "No."

She had left Leland and was ready to cut clean with everything here.

What's more, she never came back in the middle, even if she painted, she wouldn't appear here.

Seeing this, Ella had no choice but to give up.

"Then... I have to wait for the next time you take pictures."

Shen Li now has a psychological shadow over the matter of selling paintings.

So she paused, and finally only said "um".

"Speaking of which, what do the letters behind the painting mean?" Luonai asked.

The painting had been with him for three years, but he still couldn't figure out what those letters meant.

Just as Shen Li was about to speak, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Lu Huaiyu.

Lu Huai paused for a moment:

"That's her name."

Including Luo Nai, everyone was stunned for a moment, and their eyes were blank.

Lu Huaiyu looked into her eyes, word by word, with a low expression:

"MGYUB is the word 'glass' in Cangjie input method in China."

...

So far, this matter has finally come to an end.

Luo Nai kept the painting, and knew that the artist of that painting was Shen Li, and even more that she learned from his painting and deliberately chose to leave the painting to him. She was in a good mood and couldn't be better.

But whether other people are in such a good mood is hard to say.

After visiting the gallery, I took part in a Luonai's family banquet. By the time Shen Li and Lu Huai returned to the hotel, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Lu Huaiyu sent her to the door of the room, but did not leave.

Shen Li also seemed to have a hunch, and swiped her card to enter the door.

Lu Huaiyu walked in and turned on the light with a "pop".

Shen Li turned around.

Lu Huai and Zheng leaned against the wall to look at her.

She thought about it, and then asked:

"When did the second brother know?"

Luo Nai and the others thought that Lu Huai Yu must have known her identity for a long time, but in fact she never mentioned it.

When he said that it was her painting today, he was so sure.

Lu Huai raised his eyebrows slightly:

"The day I knew you were the shadow of a tree."

Shen Li was startled: "What?"

Those are clearly two completely different styles of painting, and anyone who sees them will not think that they are the same person.

Otherwise, Luo Nai wouldn't have guessed her identity for so long.

But how does he-

Lu Huaiyu suddenly laughed.

He bent over and bowed his head, leaned forward, and the distance between the two instantly narrowed.

He had helped her block a few glasses of wine before, but at this time, he could still smell a faint smell of alcohol, mixed with his scorching breath, which made people feel intoxicated.

He lowered his voice slightly, and the ending was long, revealing a natural laziness:

"Of course I recognize your painting."

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