$679 I Am Still Single
Lanxiang's hands in her pockets were sweating.
She couldn't tell how she felt.
Expecting?
Or, a little scared?
It was hard to explain.
Chen Pingan just felt a little embarrassed.
"Professor Lan, I don't want you to misunderstand, but in fact, it seems that only the works you painted by yourself can make me feel that kind of inner peace.
Originally, I thought that only your works in Vienna would make me feel.
But most of the works I saw in your studio can make me feel.
This feeling is hard to explain, it's quite mysterious."
He paused, "I don't know if you can understand what I said..."
Lanxiang nodded.
It was for this reason that she fell in love with Buddhist paintings. Although her father and brothers did not agree, she still persisted.
Later, she was recognized by her family.
Chen Pingan saw her nod, and continued: "Just now in the cave, I found that it was still like this. I can even feel which ones you have maintained personally.
Don't you think this is very mysterious?"
Lanxiang continued to nod.
Chen Pingan took a half step forward, and the distance between them was already beyond the normal distance for normal people to talk face to face.
Lanxiang's hands scratched the clothes in the pocket of her down jacket, trying to wipe the sweat off her palms.
Chen Pingan stared into her eyes and said, "Professor Lan, why is it only your work that is like this?
Have you had any different experiences in the past?"
For some reason, Lanxiang looked at this young man who was much younger than her, looked at the inquiry in his eyes, and nodded involuntarily.
"I had a disease in middle school, and it couldn't be cured. Later, when I was browsing my phone on the hospital bed, I saw a Buddhist painting..."
Chen Pingan's eyes condensed slightly.
Lan Xiang continued, "Maybe the Buddhist painting that time made me interested, or maybe there were other reasons. No one can tell clearly what the reason is. Anyway, the treatment was effective later.
That's why I like painting."
She exhaled and continued, "I don't know why you have this effect. Maybe you have too many things in your mind and too much mental pressure."
Chen Pingan sniffed Ru Lan's breath and nodded slightly, "Then have other people told you that only your work has this effect on them?"
Lan Xiang shook her head, "No. You are the first!"
Chen Pingan took a step back and turned to the downwind, took out a cigar, and lit one without asking her if it was okay.
His move to the downwind made Lan Xiang's heart move slightly.
"Mr. Chen, if my work is useful to you, I also think it's amazing.
I can't explain the reason.
I don't know if you have any experience different from others?"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
I am a reborn person?
Can I say this?
Other things, such as hiring a killer, cannot be said.
I have done a lot of things in the past few years, but I can't talk about anything except starting a company and making money.
The problem is, if I tell her that I can make a lot of money, will she think I am showing off?
It's unnecessary.
After thinking for a while, he explained, "I have a lot of things to do, and the pressure I am under is indeed great.
The previous Huo Xiuzhu came from Beijing specifically to stop me.
He is the head of the Huo family in Beijing this generation."
Lan Xiang's mind flashed with the image of Huo Xiuzhu before, and then she whispered: "Huo family in Beijing? Is there another Huo Zhijun in the southern theater?"
Chen Pingan looked up blankly, "How did you know? Your family..."
Lan Xiang smiled, pulled out her hand and stroked her hair, "My father is Lan Weizhong."
Seeing that Chen Pingan did not respond, she added: "My father is in the Western Theater, Lieutenant General of the Army."
Chen Pingan wondered: "Shouldn't the Western Theater be in the south? Why did you come to the northwest?"
"I chose it myself.
When I first saw the murals, I was deeply shocked, so I planned to stay.
It has been like this until now."
Chen Pingan asked: "Is your husband also in the local area?"
Lan Xiang looked at him for two full seconds before she smiled.
This smile of hers was a smile from the heart.
Chen Pingan felt that the gloomy sky had brightened up a little.
"I'm still single." Lanxiang said calmly.
Chen Pingan said awkwardly: "Sorry, I didn't expect it."
Lanxiang smiled, "It's okay. That Huo Xiuzhu came to see you, so I won't arrange anything else this afternoon."
Chen Pingan nodded, "Well, after seeing Huo Xiuzhu, we should say goodbye."
"Oh? Are you leaving so soon?"
"Well, I plan to go to the grassland area in the south. I went to Labrang Monastery in Europe with you last time, and I want to go and see it.
The Internet says that it is the largest temple."
Lanxiang smiled and said: "Tibetan Buddhism is different from ours, but the thangkas on the plateau there are also very famous.
I hope you can find a thangka that makes you feel peaceful."
Chen Pingan looked back at the parking lot.
Chen Xiaolong and the other three were staring at this side, not knowing what they were talking about.
"Let's go." Lanxiang said softly.
Chen Pingan nodded.
"I'll treat you to lunch at noon." He said.
Lan Xiang smiled, "Okay, I'll take you back to the hotel first, and I'll also tell Dean Tao."
The two walked side by side towards the parking lot.
Chen Xiaolong looked at the two of them, while Chen Shuhui and Chen Yangyang folded their hands and did not get in the car. They just stood in the wind and whispered something.
"Let's go back to the city." Chen Pingan said, "By the way, Xiaolong, you should buy more of Professor Lan's works.
Her works have the ability to calm people down quickly."
Chen Xiaolong knew what he meant, and immediately said to Lan Xiang: "Professor Lan, sell me all the works in your studio."
Lan Xiang opened the car door, "Okay, you have other trips later, and it's not convenient to bring them.
Give me an address later and I'll send it to you."
Chen Xiaolong quickly took out his mobile phone and added Lan Xiang's WeChat.
After everyone got in the car, the car went directly back to the city.
When Tao Zhixing heard that Chen Pingan wanted to host a meal at noon, he did not refuse.
He found that Chen Pingan, a young man, was very sincere to people and did not have those empty words.
However, Chen Pingan did not say how many people to invite, so he could not decide.
Anyway, Chen Pingan was a rich man, and he also knew so many officials in Beijing through him, so he would definitely not offend Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan booked a private room at Feitian Hotel, and then called Lanxiang and Tao Zhixing, asking them to come for dinner at 12:30 noon.
Several people took a hot bath and changed clothes in their own rooms, and then got together.
Huihui and Yangyang lived in a large suite, and Chen Xiaolong and Chen Pingan lived in one room each.
Chen Xiaolong ran over and knocked on the door, and Chen Pingan let him in and sat on the sofa.
Chen Xiaolong winked and asked, "How was the conversation with Professor Lan?"
Chen Pingan raised his eyes, "Don't think too much, I didn't talk about any strange topics with her."
Chen Xiaolong smacked his lips and said, "You should be 22 years old, and it's time to find a partner.
I think there's nothing wrong with liking someone older than you.
When two people are together, they should just like each other. As for other people's opinions, it doesn't matter."
Chen Pingan snorted, "You talk as if you are very experienced."
Chen Xiaolong laughed, "Okay, no matter what, I support you!
And Huihui and Yang Yang, and they all support you. "
Chen Pingan sighed and said, "Please invite Dean Tao and Professor Lan to dinner at noon. Don't talk nonsense during the meal later."
Chen Xiaolong nodded, and then asked, "So, what did Huo Xiuzhu come to you for?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "He didn't say it at the time. It's probably related to the people in Beijing.
I'll ask him to come over in the afternoon to talk face to face."
Chen Xiaolong said, "In the afternoon, I'll accompany you to talk to him."
Without waiting for Chen Pingan to object, he explained, "Since we met, I also want to talk to him about the cooperation between the people in Paris of the Huo family and me."
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