The man's eyes immediately fell on the girl, but his thoughts were not on the girl.

"You gave Feng Jian a painting before, and I like it very much, can you get it back from her?"

This matter really made Lu Zexiao very embarrassed. Let alone the matter of communicating with Feng Jian, how could he get back the things that were just sent out.

Lu Zexiao was silent, and the man asked him anxiously, "Speak up, can you get this done."

"Except for this matter."

The man was instantly discouraged, "I'm not interested in anything else, you know that."

The painting that Lu Zexiao gave Fengjian back then was for her design inspiration. It is rich in color and is an authentic masterpiece of foreign painters in the last century.

The girl has been listening to these conversations, wondering if there is any way to relieve Lu Zexiao's worries, but after thinking about it, she still laughs at herself for being too stupid.

How could she have the ability to deal with things that even Lu Zexiao couldn't handle.

The man kept praising the painting in Lu Zexiao's ear, and the girl suddenly said something.

"Mr. Lu, do you have any other paintings by that artist? If so, the style of the same person's paintings won't be too different."

Hearing what she said, Lu Zexiao remembered that the paintings in his collection also belonged to this artist.

When he thought about it carefully, he remembered that it was in the same series as the painting he gave Kazami.

This idea succeeded in dismissing the art monster, and Lu Zexiao also looked at this girl differently.

People really want to come out to gain knowledge, otherwise they will be trapped in their own world forever, and their cognition will become narrow.

At the end of the party, Lu Zexiao praised the girl in the car.

"You are very smart."

For a moment, she didn't know how to bear such praise, and scratched her head foolishly.

"I'm just talking about my thoughts casually, but the main thing is that Mr. Lu really has a painting to deal with, otherwise it's useless for me to say it."

"no."

Lu Zexiao's denial also affirmed her credit.

No matter how smart a person thinks about things, he is definitely not very thoughtful in every aspect, especially when it comes to matters related to feelings.

As soon as the man mentioned Feng Jian, Lu Zexiao was trapped by the name, thinking only of the painting that was delivered to her, and never thinking of another painting that could replace it.

The girl looked into Lu Zexiao's eyes and trembled slightly.

She was not used to his gaze, although she was silent, she seemed to be talking, talking to herself.

The girl unconsciously smiled at Lu Zexiao, and turned her head to look out the car window with reddish cheeks.

It was very quiet along the way afterwards, and she didn't say goodbye until she got out of the car.

Lu Zexiao looked at her, and stopped her who was about to go upstairs, "From now on, I have to deal with everything like today."

"Well, I know Mr. Lu."

When Lu Zexiao closed the car window, the girl knew that he had finished speaking, and immediately turned around and went upstairs.

When she went upstairs, she thought about what happened recently. Ever since she came into contact with Lu Zexiao, everything was like a dream.

As she was walking, she stopped, and the words she had repeated many times flooded her mind again. She seemed to sense Lu Zexiao's intentions for her.

She hurried down the stairs, but Lu Zexiao's car had already left.

The girl could only look in a direction where he might leave, and silently thanked him in her heart.