Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Gao Xue's solo exhibition revolved around plagiarism, dragging Qiao's house, and has been pushed to the forefront.

At this moment, with the full support of the hall-level masters, the solo exhibition became more and more eye-catching. Gao Xue was so excited that she didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night, because many acquaintances sent her messages.

It's nothing more than congratulations, or to express admiration for Joe, and I hope she can recommend it.

"I've never seen you guys being so enthusiastic before, and now you're here to curry favor with me?" Gao Xue sneered.

At this moment, how could she still remember that these works of hers were all plagiarized, and she was full of eyes that she was about to enter the international market.

Shifang notified Fu Chen immediately when Joe's news was trending.

"Third Master, the Yan family and the Qiao family have not moved yet, and now there is another big name supporting her, what should we do?"

Fu Chen was sitting at the small desk copying scriptures, while Fu Xinhan was squatting at his feet, as quiet as a chicken.

"Big guy?" His voice was indifferent as usual, but warm but without emotion.

"What kind of international master is it? The organizer went to the airport to pick it up in person. It has already posted a news picture, and it is now on the news hot search, and the discussion is very high."

Shifang was speechless. I have never seen such a shameless person who steals the fruits of other people's labor and is so high-profile. Isn't this directly stabbing Miss Song in the heart.

"What's the background?"

"I'm looking for someone to investigate." The news just came.

Not long after, Shifang's cell phone rang, and when he answered the call, he looked dazed, "Fuck, third master, I..."

Fu Chen's fingertips trembled, and a word was written crookedly. He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and tore the rice paper in front of him, "What are you doing?"

Both he and Qian Jiang have been with him for a long time, but Qian Jiang's temperament has become more and more stable. He is still surprised when he encounters troubles, and he has not made any progress.

"That big shot was... picked up by Mr. Yan?"

Fu Chen raised his eyes and lowered his eyes, and in just a few seconds, he understood.

It didn't seem to be a surprise, and wrapped some ink in the little brush, "When you were asked to investigate Yan Wangchuan, do you still remember the disciples of Mr. Qiao?"

It's been a year since Shifang frowned and thought for a long time before realizing, "There is an orphan who has been abroad for more than ten years, and that person is..."

Fu Chen fell silent.

In the industry, Mr. Qiao is an unattainable top master. Now you want to pull him down from the altar. This matter has been reported by foreign media, and it has spread abroad a few days ago.

The organizer probably spent a lot of money on publicity and hype. Even passers-by who have no interest in art design know that something big happened. How could Old Qiao's apprentice not know.

Once this proves that Gao Xue's paintings are indeed plagiarized, what is waiting for her...

Fu Chen curled his lips into a smile.

"But no one in the industry has heard of where he came from? This is a good show."

Shi Fang was speechless, "That Gao Xue still thinks that she is here to help her. I reckon she is going to be so beautiful now, she can wake up laughing when she sleeps."

"If you dare to publish this kind of press release, it will hurt your face after that."

"Since it was Mr. Yan who picked him up, he must also be on Miss Song's side..."

When Shi Fang thought about what would happen next, he danced with excitement.

Fu Xinhan got up from the ground in fright just now when he yelled, seeing his silly appearance, he sniffed.

Scared the dog to death.

This is probably mentally retarded, why am I so excited?

Fu Xinhan shook the hair on his body, lay at Fu Chen's feet, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

**

On the day of the solo exhibition, Shimei Exhibition Hall

The design exhibition was scheduled to be held at nine o'clock in the morning, and before eight o'clock, the entrance was full of bustling people, except for some curious spectators who did not have an invitation letter, they were all media reporters.

The venue opened at 8:30, and people holding invitations entered the venue one after another. The sky in thick autumn was like the color of blue washing, as blue as the deep sea.

It was a rare sunny day.

Gao Xue also dressed up to attend today, and specially rented a dress. Autumn in the capital is warm and cold, but she is not afraid of the cold, so she greeted guests outside with bare legs.

She was so excited yesterday that she didn't fall asleep until late at night. At this moment, the blood all over her body was boiling, and even the chilly autumn wind couldn't stop the blood in her heart at this moment, so she didn't care whether it was cold or not.

Because there will be many distinguished guests here today.

They were all big shots that she couldn't reach before, but in this society, not only strength, but also connections are what is being fought for in this society. If she can get along with these people, she can definitely join the upper class.

Invitation letters are very expensive, and those who can get it later are rich or well-connected. Not many people know this business, and they mostly go to join in the fun. Among them are many celebrities, businessmen, and some celebrities.

When He Shiqing arrived, Mr. Qi went out to receive her in person.

"Miss He, honored guest, please come inside."

He Shiqing was dressed in a high-end autumn style from a certain famous brand, elegant and generous. She was born extremely beautiful, but today she dressed up specially, dignified and exquisite, without overwhelming the guests.

The proportion is just right.

As soon as it appeared, it became the focus of media attention.

A lady of aristocratic family, beautiful and dignified, is vividly displayed in her body.

"Thank you." He Shiqing nodded and smiled with a gentle attitude.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Gao Xue." President Qi smiled and introduced to the two, "Mr. Gao, this is the eldest lady of the He Group."

"Teacher Gao, I've heard you famous for a long time." He Shi was generous, without any airs.

Gao Xue was a little embarrassed to shake hands with her, her palms were hot and sweaty, these were all the top ladies in the capital, she would not normally come into contact with such people.

"I wish you a complete success with this solo exhibition."

"Thank you, Ms. He." Gao Xue was overwhelmed by the flattery. She never expected such a famous young lady to speak and act without the slightest airs.

He Shiqing didn't come for her at all, she heard that Jing's family had asked for an invitation letter, and wanted to "encounter" with Jing Hanchuan.

This person usually doesn't go out at all, sometimes even if he comes out, it's mostly for private occasions, or he goes to Fu Chen's Yunjin capital, where there are vicious dogs, no one dares to go there.

When she entered the exhibition hall, various design paintings were displayed on the walls, and many people were already watching and discussing.

"This way please." Someone led her to another stand.

There is a special extended stage here, and Gao Xue will give a speech here later, and then exhibit some unpublished works, which can be regarded as a small conference site.

"Miss He, please sit down."

He Shiqing is in the second row. All the masters in the front are in the front, and some people from famous families in the capital and some media are in the back. The prices of these design works are clearly marked, and the organizers also arrange seats according to purchasing power.

He Shiqing glanced at the seats calmly, the names were all pasted on the seats, she didn't see the Jing family, but saw the Yan family's location.

The Yan family and the Qiao family are related by marriage, and now that the whole thing has turned into this, why are they still here to join in the fun?

It was almost nine o'clock soon, and He Shiqing didn't wait for the person she wanted to see, so she lost her mind to see the exhibition.

The guests who watched the exhibition entered the venue one after another. The entire exhibition hall was wrapped in gorgeous and exquisite crystal lights. The exhibition stand used modern technology and specially set up a huge curtain to facilitate the audience in the back row to see the works.

He Shiqing also noticed that there are two other media responsible for the live broadcast. The whole exhibition is not like an art exhibition, but a big performance show.

"Why didn't I see Joe, is he coming or not?"

"I see that there is his seat. When they advertised, they said that the master will definitely come. It can't be a lie. I'm more looking forward to whether Yan Wangchuan will come or not?"

"The Qiao family got involved in the plagiarism incident, which made the Yan family dirty along with it, tsk—"

"Up to now, the two companies don't even dare to fart. I'm afraid they are going to confirm the plagiarism."

"I still don't believe it. I have contacted Qiao's family, and they are not that kind of people."

"I also think that the Qiao family will not plagiarize. I feel that there must be a lot of things we don't know."

...

The controversy over whether the Qiao family plagiarized has never stopped.

**

nine o'clock sharp

The exhibition officially started, and Gao Xue followed several organizers slowly onto the stage. Today, in order to publicize and build momentum, some media were specially invited to be present. Wherever the flashes went, Gao Xue felt that he was the protagonist.

"Hi everyone, I'm Gao Xue. Thank you very much for coming to watch my exhibition today. As a newcomer in the design industry, getting everyone's affirmation is the goal I have been working hard for."

"To be able to stand here today, I have always been very uneasy. I know that there are still many shortcomings. I also hope that through this exhibition, I can get everyone's criticism and correction."

"It's every designer's dream to hold a personal exhibition. I can stand here today, not only to thank the senior masters for their appreciation and love for me, but also to thank Mr. Qi for helping me realize my dream."

...

They were all polite and official speeches. Gao Xue seemed very excited, her voice trembling slightly. Under the spotlight, she seemed to be the only protagonist.

All attention.

At the farthest corner of the stand, Jing Hanchuan had already arrived. He looked down at his watch, but the main character wasn't there.

Listening to this woman's words, he was already a little disgusted.

The Beijing family looked impatiently at their Sixth Master, "Sixth Master, do you want to leave early?"

"No rush." ​​Fu Chen said, the elders of the Fu family will also come, even if the Qiao family does not come, the Fu family may not be able to spare this woman, so let's wait.

Suddenly someone raised his voice and said:

"Mr. Yan is here."

Everyone looked back in unison, Yan Wangchuan was wearing a well-pressed suit, and his white shirt was buttoned up to the neckline meticulously, showing a shrewd and restrained aura.

The expression is scarce and extremely cold.

As far as Gao Xue looked, the first thing she saw was Song Fengwan walking beside him.

She didn't dress up deliberately, she just wore a long pullover sweater, revealing a white and tender ankle, even if she didn't dress up deliberately, there was a bright and alluring color in the slightest turn of the mist.

The people of Yuncheng commented on her: she is as beautiful as peaches and plums, but she is as beautiful as she moves.

No adulteration.

He Shiqing looked at her with squinted eyes. Song Fengwan was young and had a vigor about her body, which was something she lacked at this age. Even though she was low-key, she still exuded an air of publicity.

"It's finally here. I thought Mr. Yan wouldn't be here today?"

"Beside him is his daughter, the granddaughter of the Qiao family, right? It's brave enough to dare to show up in public at this time."

"I don't know whether to come to see the exhibition or what to do? There will definitely be a good show later."

...

Gao Xue clenched the microphone tightly, trying to calm herself down through constant hints.

But his eyes suddenly met Song Fengwan's. Those phoenix eyes were slender and dangerous, as cunning as a fox, as if they could see through her.

"Mr. Yan, this way please." The organizer naturally didn't know these things behind the scenes, and greeted Yan Wangchuan with a smile.

"Wanwan, sit here." Yan Wangchuan signaled Song Fengwan to sit first. From the beginning to the end, the gentleman was considerate.

Jing Hanchuan was leaning on the back of the chair, crossing his legs, drinking hot tea, looking chic and unrestrained. Is this Fu Chen's future father-in-law?

It's not easy to mess with at first glance.

"Next we will exhibit. All the works on display now are works that have never been exhibited before..." The organizer began to cue smoothly.

The first picture that came out was "Picture of Magu Presenting Her Birthday". The composition of the picture is exquisite. I also feel happy.

Many people in the industry below were amazed.

Song Fengwan stared at the picture, his pupils suddenly constricted, and there was a chill in his eyes.

"Actually, I have been creating this picture for two years. It is a rare ancient painting style design in this exhibition..." Gao Xue introduced with a smile.

Watching the works being introduced one by one until the last exhibit.

Before Gao Xue could speak, there was a noise from the audience.

"Mr. Gao, are these pictures really yours?"

Jing Hanchuan was already playing Xiaoxiaole, but when he heard this sound, the little wife of Fu Chen's family would immediately end up tearing people apart? The corner of his mouth curled up...

The drama finally begins.