I, the ruthless bachelor
46 exhibition

Brother Yu

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"Bro, you look like you've just been diagnosed?”

The thin man wore a mask and moved closer to Yu Huanshui.

"Pancreatic cancer."

Yu Huanshui sighed.

"This thing is torturous."

"If you don't get an injection, you'll die from the pain.”

"But painkillers cost 200 yuan per shot. Sometimes, you have to take several shots a day.”

"Living is really a kind of pain.”

The masked man sighed.

"Brother, are you leaving too?"

Yu Huanshui asked in a low voice.

The masked man nodded.

"Do you want to exchange your body for some money?”

"Reduce the pain before death?”

"Or you can leave some money for your family.”

the masked man asked.

"Hiss!"

"I won't sell my body!”

Yu Huanshui covered her chest.

"No, it's not."

"Brother, you misunderstood!"

"I'm talking about organs, organs!"

"Think about it. You're about to die. You can't waste your organs.”

"It can be sold for a lot of money."

the masked man explained.

"This…"

Yu Huanshui pretended to be in a difficult position.

"How about this, brother? I'll give you a number.”

"What about you? Go back and think about it."

"If you've thought it through, call this number.”

The masked man took out a piece of paper and stuffed it into Yu Huanshui's hand.

Yu Huanshui pretended to be deep in thought and then stuffed the note into his pocket.

"Let me think about it."

Yu Huanshui said as he went downstairs.

After walking out of the hospital, Yu Huanshui instantly got rid of his decadent energy and returned to his original energetic appearance.

Yu Huanshui was not in a hurry to call this number directly.

That would make it seem like he had a strong purpose.

Let's leave him alone for a day first.

The art exhibition was tomorrow, so Yu Huanshui went to Tang Yun's house to help pick out the artworks.

After a whole afternoon of hard work, the paintings for the exhibition were almost ready.

At night, it was naturally exercise time.

The next day, the art exhibition went on as scheduled.

This time, Tang Yin was the curator.

Yu Huanshui, on the other hand, was much more relaxed. He hid on the second floor and ate wontons.

Needless to say, this wonton was really delicious.

Today, the gallery was particularly popular. There were more than a hundred people who came in.

Tang Yin was busy entertaining the guests.

"Old Ma! You actually came too!"

Tang Yin covered her mouth in shock when she saw a figure.

Old Ma was a master of the painting world!

If he could get his approval, the value of that painting would instantly soar.

"Hahaha, I heard that you're here for the art exhibition.”

"That's why I came over to take a look."

"Last time, that kid surnamed Lu couldn't do it. His head stinks of money and he doesn't know how to draw at all.”

Old Ma smiled as he walked in.

"Right!"

"The paintings on display this time feel like they have their own souls!”

"Very good! Very good!"

Old Ma nodded repeatedly.

Tang Yin was overjoyed-she finally got Old Ma's approval.

When the wealthy merchants and guests around heard Elder Ma's comments, they immediately began to buy these paintings.

In just a few minutes, half of Tang Yin's works had been sold.

At this moment, Old Ma stopped in front of a painting and looked at it for a long time.

"Ah!"

"This painting is too perfect!"

" Such exquisite strokes, such perfect control of color."

"Tang Yin, this isn't your style."

"Which master's work is this?"

Old Ma asked Tang Yin.

"This is the work of a senior who guided me in painting. His name is Yu Huanshui.”

"There are four other works of his here!”

Tang Yin took Old Ma to see Yu Huanshui's five paintings.

"Master, a true master!"

"No wonder you've improved so much with your new works, Tang Yin. It's because you've received guidance from this master!"

"Tang Yin, is he selling these paintings?”

Old Ma immediately asked.

A few wealthy merchants with sharp ears also heard Old Ma's evaluation and immediately surrounded him.

"Painter Tang, why aren't these paintings priced?”

"How much?"

The merchants asked.

"I can't calculate the value of these paintings.”

"That's why there's no fixed price, but an auction!”

Tang Yin said.

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