Finding a place in the capital is not a world-renowned look like the Forbidden City. It is easy to say it is not easy. The intertwined viaducts may make people faint.

Fan Shuxia went through a lot of trouble and found the cafe she mentioned.

After entering, I saw a man in a suit with gray hair and seventy-year-old sitting at the appointment table No. 5.

After she walked over and sat down, she looked at the other person carefully and found that although the other person was old, she had a good temperament. The action of picking up the kettle to make her flower tea brought the elegance of the royal flavor.

"Is it Mr. Gu?" Fan Shuxia said in a low voice.

"Yes." The old man said, his wrinkled face smiling, his smile was as elegant as his smile.

Fan Shuxia carefully held up the teacup and continued to observe the other party with the corner of her eyes: "Are the things you said on the phone true? How do I know what you said true?"

"Is your father our friend? The evidence is already in your hands, and it is what you see."

"You talk about those design drawings?"

"Yes, that's all the works of my wife, and it's a complete coincidence that it falls into your father's hands."

"coincide?"

"In other words, what should not be in your father's hands may be because of some reason, your father was very curious when he saw it, so he kept them."

Fan Shuxia frowned: "Do you mean my father stealing it?"

The old man smiled softly and added a playful sentence: "It may be just something your father picked up in my wife's trash can."

In any case, Fan Shuxia was not attracted to the person who falsely accused her dead father and asked rudely: "Then what are you asking me for?"

"Those design drawings are now at Fan's house."

“So what?”

"Since it was something that my wife lost, it would be useless if someone picked it up." The old man said.

Fan Shuxia curled the corner of her lower lip cunningly and said firmly: "Since you said it was useless, why did you come to me? I hurriedly came to me. Could it be that I called the Swiss bank to find a string of password boxes that match the number, which shocked you?"

"You are really half right." The old man looked up at her with a calm smile. "My wife is very unhappy about something she lost, even if she was picked up by others. Although she didn't know why your father did this, she hid it after you took it and did not publish it to the public. She always believed that your father's character was trustworthy. For this reason, she asked me to come here and explained to you that you have the responsibility to inherit your father's good character and remain silent for this matter."

In fact, Fan Shuxia didn't know who she could tell about the facts she had accidentally found. She just wanted to know if this matter would hurt the people around her. This is the most important thing. As for what her father did in the past, her father was already a dead person. People say that the deceased is the greatest, and she doesn't like to pursue it. She even complained about the deceased after knowing the truth.

“I wonder, what are the benefits and disadvantages if I keep silent?”

"There are almost no disadvantages." The old man said lightly, "because you and your family are not short of money, right?"

If this secret is just a wealth, Fan Shuxia knew that neither she nor her family were greedy people, so she shook her head.

The old man felt relaxed and his smile lightly when he got her answer: "So, there are no disadvantages for you. There are only benefits left."

“What are the benefits?”

"For example, if something happens because of this secret in the future, you will not have any relationship with you. Your personal safety is guaranteed."

This benefit has been brought into Fan Shuxia's heart.

"I can be sure that if I remain silent, the people around me, my family, and—" Her desire to speak was also referring to Manman.

Manman is a person wearing jade, and the possibility of being implicated should be relatively high. Unlike, she just discovered it by accident.

"Our wife has been observing the things during this period, and you don't need to worry about this. It can be guaranteed that we will not pose a threat to you, your family, and your friends." After saying this, the old man began to question her, "So I hope you can tell me that anyone other than you know about this."

"My brother Shenyuan, but I think he may have forgotten this matter long ago." Fan Shuxia remembers very much that her brother Fan Shenyuan is not like her and is not interested in the design sketches he found. He thinks it is a rough work and is not worth mentioning. "And my grandma, I told her that she found it in our study. However, it is not clear whether she can follow the clues I gave to find it after she goes back."

Hearing that she had explained the matter clearly, the old man nodded: "I understand."

During this period, Wen Yuan moved into the new house that Wen Shixuan bought by her, and Wen Shixuan rarely lived in this new house. Later, Sister Wen Feng used the excuse that Wen Haoxue and the others' house were too narrow, so she took the initiative to propose to move in with Wen Shixuan to help Wen Shixuan with housework and take care of her daughter. Wen Shixuan didn't think much, thinking that the big girl was considerate of him and his daughter, and she had the responsibility to take care of the big girl she had lost her dependence, so she agreed. After Sister Wen moved in, the people of the Wen family also entered the new house in various ways. Of course, Xu Yu'e was included.

In this way, Wen Shixuan rarely came to this new house he bought at a high price.

Xu Yu'e thought that this was her ex-husband's fear of seeing her, perhaps because she felt guilty and old love for her, and she felt confident. On the one hand, she became more and more kind to her younger daughter. After all, she had no husband to rely on now, and only one biological daughter was left.

Wen Yuan suddenly became the target of the stars. In order to prepare her breakfast, Xu Yu'e and Sister Wen Feng were able to fight. One said that Chinese food was nutritious, and the other said that Western food was nutritious. When the two of them quarreled, there were mostly people who benefited from the fishermen.

Wen Fengmei stuffed her youngest son a hot little bun, which was bought by an old brand that Xu Yu'e ran far away. While Wen Shaohan was biting the bun, he was talking to the little bun, saying that it was too dry.

Xu Yu'e turned around and found that the small buns and soy milk she bought for her little daughter were all in Wen Shaohan's stomach. She was so angry that she reached over and hit Wen Shaohan's head.

When Wen Fengmei saw her hit her son, she jumped up and shouted: "You dare to hit my son!"

"He ate my daughter's things, why don't I hit him!"

"He is the only boy in the Wen family. If you dare to hit him, I will sue my elder brother."

"You sue, you have the ability to sue. I tell you, your elder brother and my husband, only Yuanyuan. All of this in this house is Yuanyuan, so it's useless for you to have a boy, he is nothing!"

Wen Fengmei heard that the other party hit her weak point. She gave birth to a son, but in the modern legal society, men and women are equal. No matter how much money her relatives earn, the first one who inherits her is impossible. Moreover, her husband is not as hardworking as Wen Shixuan, and he loves to be idle, and he cannot have a miracle of success.

"Who said it! At most, my husband and I told you to adopt Shaohan to raise my elder brother. Anyway, my elder brother has no children anymore. Would he not want to inherit the incense of the Wen family?" Wen Fengmei, who was angry and embarrassed, went out to compete with Xu Yu'e.

Anyway, her son is always her own child, so adoption is not just a procedure.

Xu Yu'e hummed coldly: "Are you shameless? You are so greedy for money that you don't want your own son!"

Wen Shaohan heard that his mother didn't want him anymore, but she didn't feel anything. She just said, "If my uncle gives me something delicious and useful, it's better than what my mother and my father gave me, it's not impossible for me to recognize my uncle as my father. Anyway, my uncle is good, better than my mother and my father."

The best!

How could she marry into such a family with the best traditions back then? Xu Yu'e was extremely sad for the wasted years she wasted on the Wen family when she was young. She was choked by Wen Shaohan's words and almost couldn't raise it.

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about with an ignorant child?" Sister Wen Feng was very bored by their bored fight. Taking advantage of Xu Yu'e's attention, she was pulled away by her sister. She quickly made a bowl of cereal and knocked on the bedroom door to ask Wen Yuan to come out to eat.

After knocking for a long time, Wen Haoxue, who walked out of the next room, sat down at the dining table, moved her freshly cooked cereals to her, and said to her, "Auntie, stop knocking. When you were quarreling with your aunt, Yuanyuan went out with her schoolbag. So I'll help Yuanyuan eat this bowl of cereals."

When Sister Wen Feng turned around, she saw that Wen Haoxue had already scooped half a bowl of cereals with a spoon and was so angry that she was so angry that she turned back to the dining table and shouted at her: "You eat, what are you eating? Are you not afraid that you are so fat now. Can you still get married if you eat it?"

The upstairs were like the aunts chattering endlessly in the vegetable market, and they would be staged every morning. No wonder his father Wen Shixuan said that he would never think of coming here, and he would have a headache when he saw it.

Wen Yuan thought.

Carrying her small schoolbag, she left the community gate and intercepted a taxi.

Today she asked the school for half a day off. The advantage of private schools is that they pay more attention to students' grades and only talk about their grades. She has good grades and was recruited by the school leaders in person for interviews, so the class teacher let her go. Now she often has half a day of cultural classes and spends half a day learning to draw.

Wen Shixuan is rich and has the conditions to hire a good art teacher for her. She is not like Manman, but only studying Chinese painting. In fact, she is more interested in Western painting. The teacher who is now her personal art supervisor is a female professor named Lou Xiangqing who retired from the national art department. She once traveled across the ocean and held multiple personal art exhibitions overseas. The best thing is that this teacher is not like Lei Wenbin. She criticized Wen Yuan's paintings and said that only skills but no soul. On the contrary, she highly praised Wen Yuan's paintings, believing that if a painter has no skills but only soul, the things she paints will never be appreciated. With her encouragement, Wen Yuan drew one or two works that she thinks are the best.

In the taxi, she received a call.

"I'm leaving the airport security checkpoint now, and it will take about two hours to get to the place where we meet. You may be able to go to other places to take a walk first."

"No need." Wen Yuan said, "I can read quietly first."

The other party sneered in a vague way in his throat: "A person who doesn't know, after hearing what you said, I thought you were really a good student."

"I was originally a good student, and I got a lot more awards than my sister."

The other party just snorted twice again when she said to her, "Okay, let's talk about it when we meet."

Wen Yuan didn't care about the other party's humming. The place where they made an appointment was not a cafe or restaurant, but a library. Isn't it normal for her to read books in the library?

Today is not a weekend, not a peak period in the library reading room. Wen Yuan found two books that she was interested in, and then opened them and read them carefully.

How long has time passed without realizing it.

A slender figure stood beside her, glanced at the works she was reading, and said, "I am a senior high school student, I don't want to do my homework, I look at extracurricular reading materials, leisurely, and I can see that you are not worried about your college entrance examination results at all. Are you confident about your abilities or have other strategies?"

Hearing his voice, Wen Yuan raised her head and pursed her lips and smiled: "Long time no see, Mr. Yang."

The person standing in front of her at this moment was Yang Xiu.

When she went to the United States, she unfortunately ended up in prison. These rumors seem to be inconsistent with reality. At least, the Yang Xiu she saw now was exactly the same as the people she had seen before. Her neat silver suit and elegant appearance were all talented and attractive.

After Yang Xiu sat down beside her, Wen Yuan could see the two girls sitting opposite each other, holding up books to cover their red faces, and occasionally peeking at the handsome guys. Wen Yuan cast a meaningful look at the two of them. After receiving her gaze, the two girls hummed and reluctantly left the table and walked to the next door with the book.

Wen Yuan sighed for this: It’s not that she has to stop them from admiring handsome guys, but what she wants to say to him cannot be eavesdropped at such a close distance.

"What?" The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is a bit large, and the indoors looks a little stuffy. Yang Xiu took off his coat, draped it on the back of the chair, and rolled up the cuffs.

"Why are there so many good-looking men?" Wen Yuan said.

"You think I'm pretty and don't obsess with me."

Wen Yuan suddenly said to him, as if she was shocked. She looked up at him, but she only saw him with an ordinary indifferent expression.

Yang Xiu crossed his legs and put his fingers on his thighs. To be honest, this picture is like a pose on the cover of a magazine, which can easily cause all women to be electrocuted.

If it weren't for knowing this guy's nature, Wen Yuan thought: she might have fallen into a romantic trap.

"You are back now. Is the lawsuit in the United States over?" Wen Yuan asked in a low voice.

Speaking of the misunderstanding that his ancestor wanted him to surrender, Yang Xiu's eyes were unstable and unfathomable, and he said lightly: "That was just a misunderstanding."

He was willing to let him go after he could come out of the prison, and the reason why Mrs. Yang was willing to let him go was that he surrendered or the external environment changed, and Mrs. Yang felt that he still had value and wanted to use him back. No matter what the reason was, he realized again in this disaster that no one could help him, and even the old man Lu who said it was very well-known, was unwilling to stretch out his hand to him. Perhaps this was what made him realize that Old Man Lu was not as good as he thought. With this alone, he achieved Old Man Yang's goal and separated from Old Man Lu.

Wen Yuan played with the pen between her fingers and did not comment on his overly general words.

"Where are you?" Yang Xiu raised his eyebrows, "Do you still have any wishes for your sister recently?"

"Didn't you say I don't have any resentment towards her?"

"Well. I've heard before I came that your sister's enemies were erected a lot, but they were dealt with by your sister one by one. Speaking of which, your choice is quite smart. After you fall once, you won't choose to go to the flames like others."

Regarding his words, Wen Yuan stopped talking about the pen in her hand and hummed in her nose: "You say that, I will never be as good as my sister."

"Did I say that?" Yang Xiu used a rhetorical question and looked at her with a smile.
To be continued...