CHAPTER 668: CHAPTER 661: ART EXHIBITION

Tian Xinhua couldn’t help but flick Sisi’s nose when he saw her adorable expression, and laughed, "Since you’re asking me like this, it means there must be something different about these three victims. Think a bit more, and you’ll naturally remember the two by the seaside!"

Sisi pouted. The reason she could guess was because her instincts were much sharper than most people’s. But for Tian Xinhua to figure it out, it must have been through pure deduction!

"An Mei just called me and said it’s these two people. She and Shangguan Qing have already seen the photos," Sisi said.

She asked suspiciously, "Brother Xin Hua, do you think the deaths of these two have something to do with Tanaka Baihui?"

Tian Xinhua nodded, "It’s highly possible. This woman Tanaka acts purely on her whims and cannot be judged by common logic. She probably sent someone to kill them. Now we just need to find out if the other deceased person was also connected to Tanaka Baihui."

"Exactly, if the person who accidentally fell into the pool also had an affair with Tanaka Baihui, then it means these three people were definitely taken out by her. Didn’t you say this woman likes to kill men she’s involved with?" Sisi’s eyes lit up as she spoke enthusiastically.

"Ah Nan is getting smarter and smarter!" Tian Xinhua praised Sisi generously, making her beam with joy.

Hotel in G City

On the wide bed, a man and a woman were rolling intensely, the entire room exuding an aura of lust. From the disorder on the floor and the bed, it was evident this battle had lasted quite a while.

Finally, with a squawk, the woman beneath sighed contentedly, while the man lay exhausted next to her, gasping for breath.

This man and woman were none other than Tanaka Baihui and her husband, Miyazaki Shin.

However, at this time, Tanaka Baihui’s heavy makeup was removed, revealing an eerie pale face under the light, her complexion ghostly.

Apart from the unusual paleness, Tanaka Baihui’s features were decent; although her skin was a bit lax, she looked much better than when wearing her Geisha makeup.

It seems the reason she painted herself with unrecognizable Geisha makeup was related to her vitiligo?

But Miyazaki Shin’s tastes were indeed peculiar, working so hard with such a face; truly, it was hard on him!

"Ah Ren, are those three taken care of?" Tanaka Baihui asked hoarsely.

"Taken care of!" Miyazaki Shin replied weakly.

Tanaka Baihui sighed, "Such a pity for three perfect flower fertilizers. My cherry blossoms are starving!"

Miyazaki Shin remained silent; he was too exhausted. Tanaka Baihui’s demands were increasing, but unwilling to take pills harmful to his health, he could only rely on constant exercise to barely keep up. Yet, lately, he was reaching his limits.

Tanaka Baihui chuckled, reaching out to touch a particular area of Miyazaki Shin, whose heart skipped; was this old woman ready for another round so soon?

He hadn’t even recovered his strength yet.

With a flash of inspiration, Miyazaki Shin whispered something in Tanaka Baihui’s ear, making her chuckle wickedly and nod in satisfaction.

Relieved, Miyazaki Shin climbed out of bed, wrapped a towel around his waist, and opened the door to call two bodyguards inside. The called bodyguards immediately pulled bitter faces and quickly took pills from their pockets.

Without taking the pills, there was no way to get aroused with Miss’s face present!

After the two bodyguards entered, it wasn’t long before the room echoed with ******** sounds. Miyazaki Shin let out a deep breath and chose not to enter again, simply squatting in the hallway.

After a while, a cruel smile appeared on Miyazaki Shin’s face.

Qiao Ziqiang, He Sisi, the enmity of an exterminated family is irreconcilable, one day you will also taste what this feels like!

Mo Liu’s art exhibition started at 9 AM sharp on Saturday. Thanks to the excellent promotional work and Mo Liu’s rising fame in recent years, the guests were endless, and Mo Liu had no time to greet Sisi and the others, constantly busy as if in a revolving door.

Tian Xinhua had something to attend to and couldn’t come. Sisi came alone, but Shangguan and Yang Shu came with their entire family of four, and Zhong Anmei only brought three children, as Shangguan Qing’s military duties kept him busy.

Du Du and Mao Dou were quite happy to see Sisi, running to her and each clutching one of her arms intimately, repeatedly saying they missed their mother (aunt) to death.

Little tricksters!

Sisi rolled her eyes playfully at them, patted their heads, and said teasingly, "I think you’ve just forgotten all about me with your fun!"

"Hehe!" Du Du and Mao Dou scratched their heads sheepishly, feeling guilty.

Sisi and her group leisurely admired Mo Liu’s paintings—flowers, birds, mountains, waters, and people. However, in Sisi’s view, Mo Liu’s best work was of people, particularly over recent years as he moved beyond "Portrait of a Lady" to ordinary people, each stroke and line meticulously capturing the essence of the subject.

"Ah Liu’s painting skills are getting better and better. Oh, how many years has it been since I last picked up a brush!" Sisi sighed, somewhat regretful.

Shangguan didn’t care at all; back then, she studied painting just for the lack of discipline, seeing no difference whether she painted or not.

"Isn’t there a painting? Didn’t you design drafts for Ah Shu’s factory?" Shangguan comforted Sisi.

Sisi rolled her eyes, can design drafts compare to art pieces?

Furthermore, they’re not even the same category!

That’s what you’d call neglecting one’s main profession!

By now, Mo Liu had some free time and walked over to Sisi and the others, smiling broadly as he introduced today’s exhibited paintings.

"Sisi, do you remember this painting? It’s the one I made of you sketching by the lotus pond at our alma mater." Mo Liu pointed to a painting of a young girl in a white dress sketching by the lotus pond and laughed.

Sisi also smiled, "Of course, I remember. The teacher asked us all to sketch by the pond, yet you didn’t follow the rules and secretly painted my portrait, and then got scolded by the teacher for it!"

This small section was a non-sale area, hung with paintings Mo Liu made of Sisi and Shangguan, mostly of Sisi—some in the snow, others dancing among flowers, strolling in the rain...

Looking at these lifelike portraits, Sisi couldn’t help but feel nostalgic.

"Ah, a blink of an eye and it’s been over a decade. I’m getting old, only able to reminisce about my youthful looks in photos and paintings."

Sisi’s words provoked a flurry of protest, especially from Zhong Anmei: "Sisi, you really know how to talk without aching your back, deliberately teasing me? Look at yourself in the mirror, your skin still smooth like a maiden’s. Meanwhile, I have crow’s feet at the corners of my eyes, yet you dare to say you’re old? Wouldn’t that make me an old woman?"

As Zhong Anmei spoke, she pinched Sisi’s cheeks spitefully, leaving a few rosy marks, filled with grievance.

"Mo Sang, so here you are, I’ve missed you so much as if one day apart is like three autumns, and it’s been six days, amounting to eighteen autumns! Missing you has shattered my heart!"

The jarring duck voice rang out again, still uttering goosebump-inducing words, while Tanaka Baihui continued to wear her horrifying Geisha makeup, more exaggerated than ever.