2.10

Seeing the teenager who was hiding in the corner and secretly red-eyed, Ning Shi Nian was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, he barely suppressed his heart anxiety and coaxed and persuaded him to tell the truth, and then immediately took him to the principal’s office to file a complaint.

The principal didn’t dare to be slow, and quickly called Fu Xuan and Tang Weiming and the others all to come.

Seeing the crowd of people entering the room with arrogant looks, Zhou Yunsheng pretended to be scared and shrank into Ning S Nian’s arms, and secretly tugged on the corner of his coat. This action caused Ning Shi Nian’s anger to flare up, but his movements were very gentle as he took him into his arms and patted him, saying in a low voice, “Don’t be afraid.

Tang Weiming and the others naturally recognized Ning Si-nian’s handsome face that had occupied the front page of financial magazines for years, and when they saw the two of them moving intimately, a bad premonition immediately rose in their hearts.

Ning Snyan also did not talk nonsense with the crowd, took out his cell phone and said, “The painting called ‘Radiance’ was completed by me with my own eyes as I watched Xi Proverbs complete it with one stroke of a pen, but I don’t know why it was signed with Fu Xuan’s name. Today I came here to ask about this matter, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings in the future, can I record the conversation?”

Do not agree is equivalent to a ghost in the heart, Fu Xuan thought that he and the tutor and classmates have set a good word, recording is recorded, no big deal, so nodded his head and agreed.

Tang Weiming asked warily, “May I ask Mr. Ning, what is your relationship with Wei Xi Proverbs?”

“What’s it to you what’s the relationship between me and Western Proverbs?” Ning Shinian sneered, turning to Fu Xuan and asking, “When and where did you finish this painting? Who is the person in the painting?”

“I started painting at the beginning of September and finished at the end of October. I stayed in the school studio all the time to paint, and my brothers who were in the same studio with me can testify to that. The person in this painting does not exist in reality, and I thought about what I would be like in the future if I had a child, and whether he or she would inherit my talent for painting, and with longing and love in my heart I rendered this child’s face on the canvas, stroke by stroke ……”

Due to his weakness, Fu Xuan talked at length about how he felt when he was creating, and a few of his senior brothers who took advantage of him nodded frequently in agreement, and even Tang Weiming corroborated a few sentences.

Zhou Yunsheng started painting this picture from the middle of July and finished it at the end of September, and the whole process of painting was faithfully recorded in Ning Snyan’s monitor, and besides, he painted Ning Wangshu, and only one charge of violating the right of portrait could bring Fu Xuan down.

Now Fu Xuan due to weakness, the more he said, but the more errors and omissions, but also by the Ning Shi Nian recorded the sound, and later want to retract the confession can not. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a man who had been in the middle of a conversation with a woman.

Ning Snyan didn’t interrupt him, waiting for him to finish and asking Tang Wiming a few more questions, having sufficiently gathered incriminating evidence he took the teenager’s hand and nodded his head at the principal, “Principal Li, I’ll take my leave first, I’ll send my lawyer to deal with this matter, and I hope that a similar situation won’t arise in your school in the future.”

“Of course, of course, Mr. Ning, you take your time.” The principal respectfully sent the two to the door, turned back to stare at Fu Xuan for a moment, and finally shook his head, “Go back and hurry up and ask your parents to help you find the best lawyer, and with any luck, you can still fight for an out-of-court settlement.”

“Principal, why should I fight for an out-of-court settlement? I drew that painting with my own hands, and so many people can testify for me!” Fu Xuan refused to let go.

“You drew it yourself? You can draw Mr. Ning’s son from thousands of miles away? What while drawing and imagining your own children in the future …… I blush for you when you say that.”

As soon as the principal spoke, Tang Weiming, who had been harboring an ominous premonition, felt his eyes darken, a few of the students who had committed perjury began to sweat furiously, and Fu Xuan exclaimed in shock, “How could this be? Wei Xi Proverbs clearly told me that the child was fictional!”

The principal thought to himself, and unceremoniously whisked the person out of the office. I’m afraid that everyone present today is ruined, and there is not much future to speak of.

Fu Xuan went home and had to tell his parents about the incident, but his parents’ weight could not be compared to that of Ning’s consortium. Although the trial was not publicized, in order to protect Ning Wangshu, the media did not make a big report, but Fu’s family reputation in the calligraphy and painting industry is finished, after paying a huge amount of compensation to go abroad to avoid, from then on to disappear.

Tang Weiming, who helped the Fu family to commit perjury, and several of his students also withdrew from the oil painting circle and spent their lives in poverty.

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On the way home, Zhou Yunsheng spoke up expectantly, “He has so many witnesses, but we only have the baby, will we lose the case?”

“How? We have ample evidence.” Ningshnian stroked the teenager’s soft hair.

“What evidence?” Zhou Yunsheng blinked his big innocent eyes.

A layer of cold sweat broke out behind Ning Snyan’s back and he laughed, “Don’t worry, when I say there’s evidence, there’s evidence, don’t worry about the trial, I’ll take care of it. Do you have any other paintings? If you do, pick one out and I’ll help you send it directly to the competition.”

Zhou Yunsheng admired his fidgety appearance enough before nodding and saying, ”I still have a painting that’s about the same caliber as ‘Radiance’, so you can send it over for me. By the way, can we not have a public trial? I’m afraid the baby’s life will be affected.”

The media will surely dig deep into the story behind the painting, and Ning Wangshu will inevitably enter the public eye. He was still that young, and it was not a good thing for him to be in the spotlight so much. Although Zhou Yunsheng had the absolute strength to protect him without a drop of water, he still felt guilty for utilizing his portrait.

Ning Snyan didn’t know the inside story, seeing that he loved his son as if he were his own child, his heart was incredibly soft, pulling him over and kissing him gently.

The two of them smiled warmly at each other.

Back home, Zhou Yunsheng took Ning Wangshu to the lake to sketch, while Ning Snyan called the imperial lawyer of Ning’s consortium. This kind of civil case is a piece of cake for the top law firms in China, and the other party repeatedly guaranteed to make the defendant pay the most painful price.

Hanging up the phone, Ning Shi Nian lit a cigar and stood by the window, gazing at the small and large group of people painting side by side not far away. At this exact moment, Zhao Xinfang pushed her way in, holding a credit card in her hand, “Shi Nian, why are all my credit cards frozen?”

Ning Shinian turned his head, his tone very gentle, “Xin Fang, come over and take a look at this.”

Zhao Xinfang walked over and bent down to look at the computer screen. Ning Snyan clicked on the play button, mmmm ah ah moans suddenly filled the room, the two white flesh in a variety of difficult positions intertwined, the scene was obscene and incomparable.

The blood on Zhao Xinfang’s face instantly faded, staggering two steps incoherently, “S Nian, I didn’t do it on purpose, no, I was forced, S Nian, please don’t ……”

Ningshi Nian ignored her and picked up his cell phone to make a call.

About ten minutes later, several police officers knocked on the door and arrested Zhao Xin Fang for fraud, theft, and violation of trade secrets according to the law. Due to the amount of money involved being too huge, Zhao Xin Fang would be sentenced to the maximum sentence and would have to pay out an astronomical amount to Ning’s consortium, while the judge also pronounced the dissolution of their marriage.

And Chanyuu had committed suicide a month earlier.

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Three years later, Dr. Qin Li retired, and Ning Si-nian decided to find another nanny to take care of his wife and child. There is no way, both of them are painting obsessive, once into the studio everything forgotten, no one on the sidelines to supervise the fear that they will starve to death.

This was also the reason why Ningshnen said nothing about removing the home monitors.

On this day, the beautiful young girl who came to apply for the job knocked on the door of the Ning residence.

“Ah, you, you’re Wei Xi Proverbs? Wei Xi Proverbs from The Way Back?” The young girl pointed at the youth’s handsome face and exclaimed.

The Way Back was a work that Zhou Yunsheng had sent to the Grand Prize for Oil Painting three years ago, a gift dedicated to Wei Xi Proverbs. The young man was lying on the lap of a woman in an extremely tired posture, with one of her hands gently rubbing into his hair and the other covering the side of his face. The two of them were surrounded by blooming moonflowers and a lingering breeze, the picture was warm and bright, but behind the young man there was a thorny path with no end in sight.

With his legs curled up and the soles of his feet bloodied, it is not hard to imagine the difficult trek he went through to reach the woman. This is a surrealistic painting, but with a classical rosy touch, illustrating a sad story in warm tones. The young man lies quietly on his back, his face so serene and beautiful that all those who pass by are captivated by him and want to probe his nostrils to see if he is still alive.

He’s still so young, he shouldn’t have to go through everything alone, and everyone wants to be the hands that embrace him.

When the painting was on display due to too many people trying to sniffle, to prevent damage to the painting, the organizers had to put up a sign on the wall with the inscription – he is still alive!

The skill and sincerity of the artist gave life and soul to the painting, and it won the highest award at the Oil Painting Awards that year.

Wei Xi Proverbs became famous, but Ning Shi Nian had nightmares for several months in a row. Although the organizers said ‘he is still alive’, only Ning Si-nian knew that the woman embracing the teenager was in fact his mother, and his desire to throw himself into his mother’s arms was tantamount to throwing himself into the arms of the Grim Reaper. The painting harbors a hidden death wish.

Ningshi Nian was stunned, and from then on, he strengthened his control over the teenager, if he disappeared from view for more than three minutes, he would definitely sit in a cold sweat.

Zhao Jun, who was often called to find people, was always bellyaching about how sick his boss was because of this.

At this moment, Ning Shi Nian was staring at a man and a woman who were getting along well on the screen with an iron face, and the cell phone that was placed by his ear was being pinched by him with a cackling sound.

“Do you know how to make cookies? My nephew loves them.” Zhou Yunsheng said as he looked at the female lead. That’s right, this person was the belated female lead.

“I can make them, why don’t I make a few for you and the child to try now?” The young girl’s cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes were shining. Because of a painting of The Way Back, she had become enamored with Wei Xi Proverbs three years ago, not realizing that he would be her future employer.

“Okay, there’s everything in the kitchen, just take it if you need it.” Zhou Yunsheng pointed to the cabinets.

The young girl nodded busily and was about to put on her apron when she saw Zhao Jun sprinting through the door and said in a deep voice, “Mr. Wei, the boss called just now and said that the nanny has already been found, so you don’t need to bother. You continue painting, I’ll send this young lady out.” The words fell without a second thought as he pulled the young girl out of the Ning Residence.

It wasn’t long before a new nanny did arrive at Ning’s house, sixty-five years old, with a face like an air-dried orange peel.

Zhou Yunsheng looked the other party up and down, cursing a dead pervert in his heart, but the corner of his mouth flew up.