357 You want Wen Xiaoer’s painting, I want Wen Rao’s life
357 You want Wen Xiaoer’s painting, I want Wen Rao’s life
Aunt Sun's daughter-in-law You Wenjing got in the car and was about to leave when a strange call came from her cell phone. She had something important to do and didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept ringing.
"Who is this?" You Wenjing finally answered, and a woman's deep and gloomy voice sounded on the phone.
"You Wenjing, are you sure you want to throw yourself into a trap?"
You Wenjing froze, "Who are you? What do you mean?"
"You Wenjing, you want Wen Xiaoer's painting, and I want Wen Rao's life. We can cooperate. This time, it's my meeting gift to you."
You Wenjing broke into cold sweat on her back after hearing the other party's words.
"I don't understand what you are talking about? Stop playing such pranks."
Naturally, You Wenjing would not admit it.
"Ha! I'm making this call to you because I know you well. Your gallery is suffering serious losses and the debt crisis could break out at any time. How long can you hold on? Do you think you can survive by stealing Wen Xiaoer's paintings and selling them on the black market? Is this a crisis?
You underestimate Zhan Yan!You don't even know who he is!You have only one way to go now. You help me handle things and continue to monitor Wen Rao and Zhan Yan through Aunt Sun. I will help you settle your debts!If you dare to betray me, I will reveal all your details! "
You Wenjing's back was soaked in cold sweat.
The other party knew her well, but she didn't even know who the other party was.
"Why do you want me to believe you?" You Wenjing was already panicking at this time, but she was just a stubborn duck.
"Ha! Do you still have a choice? Do as I say and I won't treat you badly."
"But how can I contact you?" You Wenjing didn't want to be so passive.
"Every move you make is under my control, and I have plenty of ways to contact you!"
click!
After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
You Wenjing shuddered hard. She sat in the car and thought for a long time. Finally, she gritted her teeth and drove back home.
If that person is really caught, she can be cleared of suspicion if she is always at home.
Her original plan was to sell Wen Xiaoer's paintings to the black market and get through the immediate crisis in the studio first.
The black market is the best at speculation. A painting painted by a teenage genius with a rare disease will definitely fetch a good price because of its unique and vivid painting style and its unlimited potential.
Moreover, Wen Xiaoer's appearance is also a selling point. She also secretly took many photos of Wen Xiaoer before.
Many big bosses who buy paintings on the black market have special hobbies. After seeing Wen Xiaoer's photo, many people made bids. They were all very interested in Wen Xiaoer.
She thought she had secretly taken it and sold it on the black market. With Zhan Yan Wenrao's ability, she wouldn't be able to find out so deeply, and she wouldn't be implicated then.
But the mysterious woman told her that Zhan Yan's identity was not simple. If so, her mother-in-law must have known about it, and she would have to go back and look for clues.
You Wenjing didn't go to answer the call, so Xiaoshan sent someone to deliver the painting first.
Hearing that the other party did not go to get the painting, Wen Rao knew that it would not be so easy to lure the other party out next time.
"Zhan Yan, the other party may know that something happened, so they don't dare to go."
Wen Rao placed the drawing board and schoolbag next to Xiaoer's bed so that he could see them when he woke up.
"No matter who it is, I will get to the bottom of it! Rao Rao, leave this matter to me."
Zhan Yan actually already guessed who it was.
The people who could steal the car keys from Aunt Sun's tea shop and know the value of Xiaoer's paintings must be people close to Aunt Sun, no more than three in total.
After a little investigation, it became clear.
Just when Wen Rao was about to refuse, Xiaoer woke up in the hospital bed. When he saw the drawing board and schoolbag for the first time, Xiaoer reached for them and almost fell off the hospital bed.
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