Chapter 128 - 128 Art Exhibition

128 Art Exhibition

The factory had started production again, so there was nothing to worry about next. They just had to wait for the delivery.

Mrs. Chen was also busy with her own business. She had just shipped a large number of famous paintings from abroad. She stayed in her gallery every day, watching the paintings on the wall slowly fill up, her heart was filled with satisfaction.

When she was almost done, she invited Qu Zhi to look at her gallery and give her some suggestions.

As soon as Qu Zhi entered the room, she saw Mrs. Chen in a tight white shirt and dark green wide-legged pants. She felt as if she had changed into a different person. She was young and radiant.

“You’re here.” Mrs. Chen was half-lying on the sofa and smiling at Qu Zhi. She was holding a thick, milk-blue mug in her hand. It was evident that she was an artist.

Qu Zhi nodded. She could understand that women like her who had their own careers all had a temperament, and one could see vitality at a glance.

“This place is really beautiful.” Qu Zhi sighed as she looked around. The corridor leading to the entrance was long, and the design was a little winding so she couldn’t see everything at first glance. But as she slowly walked in, she saw a glimmer of hope, which was another kind of surprise.

“You have to come often in the future.” This was going to be a long-term cooperation.

After all, they only came once or twice a year, during winter and summer. In winter, the gallery would be in warm colors, and in summer, it would be in cold colors, which made people feel comfortable.

Initially, Qu Zhi thought that Mrs. Chen would ask about the progress, but she didn’t expect her to be so calm. Instead, she even dragged Qu Zhi to see her favorite painting.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen was like a little girl who was taking her best friend to see her new toy. Qu Zhi’s heart was filled with warmth, as if Mrs. Chen was her little girl.

“Look,” Mrs. Chen’s voice was still gentle and demure, but her eyes were sparkling like the lake in a painting. “This artist is so talented.”

Every stroke was light, but it bounced. The brush strokes were very skilled and didn’t look vague at all.

Although Qu Zhi couldn’t understand it, she found it more and more interesting. There was a kind of power in the painting that she was gradually entranced by.

“Look, it’s not bad,” Mrs. Chen was a little proud. Her beautiful eyebrows relaxed, and she smiled. “I think you should like it very much, Ms. Qu.”

After all, Qu Zhi’s aesthetic sense was excellent, so her sense of art must be good.

Qu Zhi smiled. “I really like it.” In the future, when she went around, her outlook would be different.

Although her previous designs were good, she had made them according to her preferences. She couldn’t just consider one style, but more so to cater to the customers. This required much aesthetic accumulation, and it was impossible to rely on her own ideas.

“My gallery will be open in a few days.” Mrs. Chen poured a cup of coffee for Qu Zhi. “There will be many artists there, and they often open their own art gallery. I’ll introduce you to them.”

Mrs. Chen winked at Qu Zhi, stirred the coffee, and handed it to her. She even made a “shush” gesture like a naughty girl.

Qu Zhi took a small sip of the coffee. It was so bitter that her tongue went numb, and her head buzzed. However, after a while, the fragrance came out of her nose, and she couldn’t help but take another sip.

“This is mocha. I didn’t add sugar. It’s more fragrant. Chen En can’t eat chocolate,” Mrs. Chen explained. “We don’t have cocoa products in our house, but we always drink a latte at home. I’m sick of it. I came out to relax and have some fun. I just want to drink mocha.”

Qu Zhi nodded. “It smells so good.” It was indeed more fragrant and mellow than a latte, and she fell in love with it in one gulp.

In the gallery, Mrs. Chen seemed to be exceptionally relaxed and talkative. She talked for a long time. From the time she met Mr. Chen, to the time they fell in love, to the time she had Chen En, she had recounted everything in detail. Even when the sky had darkened, Mrs. Chen had not had enough fun.

It was at this moment that Qu Zhi truly got to know Mrs. Chen. She graduated from the same school as her, and she was definitely a top student in this era.

As an art student, she had her own ideas. However, after Becoming Mrs. Chen, she gradually locked herself in the shell of “Mrs. Chen”. She was a good mother and a good wife, but she did not become a good person.

“We’re getting off topic.” Mrs. Chen gently wiped her tears with her slender hand. “You should go home, Ms. Qu. I’m sorry, I’ve wasted too much of your time.”

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Qu Zhi asked, “Mrs. Chen, do you want to take my car? I can send you home on the way.”

Mrs. Chen waved her hand with a smile and pointed to the military bed in the corner. “I’ve been staying overnight in the gallery for the past few days. I’ve been too busy.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The corners of Qu Zhi’s mouth rose.

How was she busy, she just didn’t want to leave.