Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil Chapter 2: .10


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Seeing the teenager hiding in the corner with red eyes secretly, Ning Si was so angry that he wanted to kill. He reluctantly suppressed his heart and coaxed him into telling the truth, and then immediately took him to the principal's office to complain.

The principal did not dare to neglect, and quickly called Fu Xuan, Tang Weiming and others.

Seeing the rushing and arrogant crowd, Zhou Yunsheng pretended to shrink into Ning Sinian's arms, and secretly grabbed his horns. This move made Ning Si irritated, but took him into the arms and patted it gently, don't be afraid to say a low word.

Tang Weiming and others naturally know Ning Sinian's handsome face that has occupied the front page of the financial magazine for many years. When they see that the two are intimate, they suddenly have a bad feeling in their hearts.

Ning Sinian did n’t talk nonsense with everyone, he took out his mobile phone and said, "The painting named" Brilliant "was completed by myself watching Western sayings, but I do n’t know why Fu Xuan signed it. Name. I ’m here today to ask about this. It may cause unnecessary misunderstandings in the future. Can I record the conversation? "

If you don't agree, it means that there is a ghost in your heart. Fu Xuan thought that she had set up a conversation with her mentor and classmates, and recorded it. It was no big deal, so she nodded in agreement.

Tang Weiming asked tremblingly, "Excuse me, Mr. Ning, what is your relationship with Wei Xiyan?"

"What is the relationship between you and me?" Ning Si sneered, and turned to Fu Xuan and asked, "When and where did you finish this painting? The people in the painting are Who? "

"I started painting in early September and finished it at the end of October. I've been painting in the school's studio, and my teachers and brothers in the same studio can testify. The people in this painting are not existence in reality. I wonder if I have a child, what will it look like in the future, will I inherit my talent for painting, with hope and love in my heart, I will render this child's face on the canvas one by one ... "

Due to a guilty conscience, Fu Xuan eloquently talked about his feelings when he was creating. Several students who took advantage of him nodded frequently, and even Tang Weiming confirmed it.

Zhou Yunsheng started painting this painting from mid-July and completed it at the end of September. The whole process of painting was faithfully recorded in the monitor of Ning Si Nian. Moreover, he painted Ning Wang Shu, only one who violated the right of portraiture. Fu Xuan can bring down Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan's guilty conscience at the moment made more mistakes and omissions, and Ning Sinian recorded the sound. Later, she could not withdraw her confession. It's really a lonely road.

Ning Sinian didn't interrupt him. When he finished, he asked Tang Weiming a few questions. After collecting the evidence, he took the young man's hand and nodded at the principal. "Principal Li, I'm going to leave first. I will send my lawyer to handle the matter, and I hope that your school will not have a similar situation in the future. "

"Of course, Mr. Ning, please walk slowly." The principal pleaded respectfully to the door, turned to stare at Fu Xuan for a while, and finally shook his head, "Go back and let your parents help you find the best Attorney, if you are lucky, you can fight for reconciliation out of court. "

"Principal, why should I strive for reconciliation out of court? The painting was painted by myself, so many people can testify for me!" Fu Xuan refused to say anything.

"You painted it yourself? Can you draw Mr. Ning's son thousands of miles away? What do you think of your future child while painting ... I feel blushed when I say this."

Tang Weiming, who had always had an ominous premonition, felt dark before the headmaster's voice was heard. Several students who gave false testimony began to sweat coldly on the forehead, and Fu Xuan exclaimed. That child is fictional! "

The principal said it really, and he politely pushed people out of the office. I'm afraid all the people present today are dead, and there is no future.

Fu Xuan had to tell his parents about this when he returned home, but his parents' weight was not comparable to that of the Ning's Consortium. Although the court hearing was not made public, and the media did not report much in order to protect Ning Wangshu, the Fu family's reputation in the painting and calligraphy industry was over. After paying huge compensation, they went abroad to avoid and disappeared.

Tang Weiming, who helped the Fu family perjury, and several students also withdrew from the oil painting circle and fell down all their lives.

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On the way home, Zhou Yunsheng Ai Ai said, "He has so many witnesses, but we only have babies. Will we lose the lawsuit?"

"Why? We have enough evidence." Ning Si touched the young boy's soft hair.

"What evidence?" Zhou Yunsheng blinked a pair of innocent eyes.

Ning Sinian had a layer of cold sweat behind his back, and laughed, "Don't worry, I said that there is evidence, there is evidence, you can leave those matters alone in court, I will fix it. Do you have other paintings? Yes Pick a picture, and I will send it directly to competition for you. "

Zhou Yunsheng admired enough that he was restless before he nodded. "I still have a painting about the same level as" Brilliant ", please send it to me. By the way, can you try it openly? I am afraid of the baby Life will be affected. "

The media will surely dig deeper into the story behind the painting, and Ning Wangshu will inevitably enter the public eye. He's still so young, it's not good to be so concerned. Although Zhou Yunsheng had the absolute strength to protect his dripping water, he still felt guilty for using his portrait.

Ning Sinian didn't know the truth. When he saw his son as his own child, he loved him so softly that he pulled him and kissed him gently.

The two looked at each other and laughed, tenderly.

When he returned home, Zhou Yunsheng took Ning Wangshu to sketch by the lake, and Ning Sinian called the royal lawyer of the Ning's consortium. This kind of civil case is a piece of cake for the top domestic law firm, and the other party has repeatedly promised to make the defendant pay the most painful price.

Hanging up the phone, Nings lit a cigar and stood by the window and stared side by side to draw a large and a small one. Just then, Zhao Xinfang shoved in the door, holding a credit card in his hand, "Si Nian, why did my credit cards all freeze?"

Ning Si turned his head, his tone was very gentle, "Xinfang, come and look at this."

Zhao Xinfang walked over and bent over to look at the computer screen. Ning Sinian clicked the play button, um, ah ah-the groan filled the room, the two white flowers * intersected-co-authored in various difficult poses, and the scenes were kinky-extravagant.

The blood on Zhao Xinfang's face faded instantly, and he said incoherently in two steps, "Sinian, I didn't mean it, no, I was forced, Sinian, please don't ..."

Ning Si ignored her and picked up her phone to make a call.

About ten minutes later, several policemen knocked on the door and arrested Zhao Xinfang according to law for crimes of fraud, theft and violation of trade secrets. Because the amount involved is too large, Zhao Xinfang will be sentenced to the highest sentence and must pay an astronomical figure to the Ning Consortium. At the same time, the judge also sentenced to dissolve the marriage between the two.

Qian Yu committed suicide in already a month ago.

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Three years later, Dr. Qin Li retires, and Ning Si decides to find another nanny to take care of her lover and children. There was no way, both of them were painting idiots. When they entered the studio, they forgot everything, and no one urged them to starve to death.

This is why Ning Sinian said he was reluctant to dismantle the monitors in his home.

On this day, the beautiful young girl who came to apply for the knock on the door of Ningzhai.

"Ah, you, you are Weixi proverb? Weixi proverb in" Going Home "?" The girl yelled, pointing at the handsome face of the young man.

"Going Home" is a work that Zhou Yunsheng sent to participate in the oil painting award three years ago. It is a gift dedicated to Wei Xiyan. The teenager lay down on a woman's lap in a state of exhaustion. The woman gently rubbed one hand into his hair with one hand over his face. The two men were in full bloom around the rose, lingering in the breeze, the picture was warm and bright, but behind the boy was a thorny road invisible.

The boy's legs were curled up and his feet were stained with blood. It's not hard to imagine how hard he went before he came to the woman. This is a surrealistic painting, but with the bleakness of classicism, it tells a sad story in warm tones. The boy was lying there quietly, his face was so serene and beautiful that everyone passing by was deeply attracted to him, and wanted to check his breath to see if he was still alive.

He's so immature, he shouldn't bear everything alone, everyone wants to be the hands that embrace him.

Too many people were trying to breathe when the painting was on display. In order to prevent damage to the oil painting, the organizer had to put up a sign by the wall and write a letter-he was alive!

The artist's superb skills and sincere emotions gave this painting life and soul, and it also won the highest prize of the oil painting award of the year.

Weixi Yan became famous, but Ning Si had nightmares for months. Although the organizer said ‘he ’s alive’, only Ning Sinian knew that the woman who embraced the boy was actually his mother, and he was eager to put his mother ’s arms into the arms of death. This picture hides death.

Ning Si was frightened, and since then he has strengthened his control over the teenager. If he disappears into view for more than three minutes, he will definitely be restless with cold sweat.

Zhao Jun, who is often called to find someone, is always sick of his boss.

Ning Sinian was now looking complex and staring at the harmonious man and woman on the screen. The phone in his ear was rattling by his pinch.

"Will you make cookies? My nephew loves to eat." Zhou Yunsheng said to the heroine. That's right, this is the belated hostess.

"I will do it, or shall I make some for you and your children to taste now?" The girl's cheeks were reddish and her eyes were shiny. Because of a piece of "Homecoming", she became obsessed with Wei Xi's proverb three years ago, but he did not expect that he would be his future employer.

"Okay, there's everything in the kitchen, just take it if you need it." Zhou Yunsheng pointed to the cabinet.

The girl nodded in a hurry, was about to wear an apron, but saw Zhao Junji stepping through the door, Shen said, "Mr. Wei, the boss just called and said it was a babysitter already, so you don't have to worry about it. You continue to draw Come on, I'll send this Young Lady out. "The words could not help but pull the girl out of Ning's house.

It didn't take long for Ningzhai to come to a new babysitter, sixty-five years old, with a face like dried orange peel.

Zhou Yunsheng looked up and down on each other, cursing a dead metamorphosis in his heart, but his mouth quickly flew up.


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