Even if you try your best, it won’t be possible without a month.

The art exhibition she planned will begin in two weeks.

...I didn't sleep one night.

When I was having breakfast the next day, Shan Yiqian's dark circles were almost falling into the porridge bowl.

Zhou Yunliang looked at her with a frown and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"

"fine."

She said habitually.

Zhou Yunliang's eyebrows were clustered deeper, and he reached out to hold her wrist, "Look at your own face.

Xixi, what's the point, huh?"

If you tell Zhou Yunliang, he should have a solution.

But...                                                                                                                              �

Zhou Yunliang's face flashed with disappointment, he laughed at himself, withdrew his hand, and got up and left the restaurant.

She still refused to talk to him.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do anything... But before, she had clearly opened a little bit of heart. Could it be his illusion?

Just like that, Dan Yiqian went to work with her worries, she looked listless.

Having heard about it, Lin Zhou came over with coffee and put the cup at her hand.

"Are you okay?"

Shan Yiqian forced a smile and took a sip of coffee, "It's okay."

"Is there really no way to that painting?"

"I've asked many painting masters."

Speaking of this, Shan Yiqian shook her head.

Lin Zhou opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't know what to say.

Saying comfort words at this time seems to be useless.

I could only mutter silently: "Is there really nothing I can do about it?"

Why!"

Suddenly she thought of something, she grabbed Shan Yiqian's hand, "Yiqian, Yiqian, why don't you ask Z Yan?"

"he?"

"Yes, z Yan is a great master. He must know many more powerful painting masters, maybe that's fine."

"This..."                                                                                                                              

For the exhibition, it is important.”

Lin Zhou is right.

Shan Yiqian hesitated for a moment, but still felt that this was a solution.

...When the word "Single Akane" flashed on the phone, Z Yan's first reaction was an hallucination.

At that time, Wen Xu sat next to him, watching him pinch his cell phone and stare blankly and not answering the phone. He rolled his eyes and laughed and said, "What's wrong?

Don't answer?

Are you having a quarrel with Miss Shan?”

After coming to his senses, Z Yan got up with his cell phone and walked quickly to the side.

Wen Xu rolled her eyes even more.

It turns out that he still has to hide from himself.

After all, they have had so many years of relationships, but in the end, they value sex over friends.

Pinching the phone, Z Yan cleared his throat, picked it up, and his voice was low, "Hey."

Shan Yiqian pinched her phone tightly, and when she heard the sound of Z Yan, she seemed to be out of voice.

It was not until he asked if there was anything wrong again that she spoke, "Well, sorry, I have something I want to ask you."

"What's up?"

"Do you recognize the master of painting and painting, who are very skilled?"

"What do you ask about this?"

I simply told the painting about it and said that I should take a look at the painting myself and see how it was destroyed.

So, the two made an appointment to go to the venue after Dan Yiqian got off work.

When I came back after answering the phone, the feeling that Z Yan gave people changed immediately.

My whole body became much lighter, as if I had encountered some great joy.

Wen Xu leaned her back on the back of the sofa, crossed her legs, and asked slowly: "What's wrong?

Miss Shan went out for you?"

"Um."

Unexpectedly, Wen Xu sat up straight when he heard this, "Is there something wrong?

You and her?"

Faced with Wen Xu's questioning, Z Yan always kept silent.

He was anxious in his heart, and he was just waiting for Shan Yiqian to get off work.

Finally, Dan Yiqian got off work, and Z Yan drove over to pick her up, and the two of them went to the venue together.

Seeing those two paintings, I spoke of the long-lasting silence.

"Is there a way?"

Shan Yiqian asked with great anticipation and carefulness.

Turning to look at her, Z Yan said, "I know a painting master, but he has retired for many years.

As far as I know, he has sealed his hands and stopped repairing paintings.”

"So, then..."                                                            �

I don't think anyone can repair these two paintings in a short time, except him."

"Didn't you say he quit?

Then where should I find him?

Do you know the address?"

Z Yan nodded, and his arm was immediately held excitedly by Shan Yiqian, "Really?

You really know?"

Z Yan looked down at Shan Yiqian holding her arm, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with soft smiles.

Shan Yiqian followed his sight and was stunned and quickly withdrew her hand.

She rubbed her palm against her clothes and said anxiously: "I really need that person's address. If you know, can you tell me?"

"Of course, I tell you, he's there..."                                                        �

No matter how you look at this smile, you don’t seem to have good intentions.

Shan Yiqian blinked her eyes and felt a bad premonition flashed in her heart.

Sure enough, the next second, Z Yan said, "It's very simple to tell you that you have to promise me a condition."

She couldn't help but say angrily: "You are taking advantage of the situation!"

Z Yan frowned, "I haven't said what the conditions are, why did you say I was taking advantage of the situation? Maybe it's easy to do it."

Opening his mouth, Shan Yiqian had to grit her teeth and asked, "Okay, what are the conditions you said?"

"The condition is," deliberately paused, and Z Yan saw that she was very nervous and had a bigger smile.

"The condition is to kiss me."

"..."                                                              �

This is not called taking advantage of the situation.

Shan Yiqian's face turned completely dark, and she clasped her hands tightly on her side.

Seeing this, Z Yan didn't dare to joke anymore and quickly said, "I'll tease you, I'll tease you."

You make me a meal.”

Shan Yiqian: "..."                                                            
To be continued...