Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

Chapter 437 Guan Juer 8



Chapter 437 Guan Juer 8

"Let's eat first. I have to get up early tomorrow to entertain guests at the art exhibition."

She had invited quite a few people, so she had to go there herself.

"I'll go help out after I finish my driving practice," Yunshang said.

Xiao Qi: "I'll also make time to go there."

"Ah."

*

In the master bedroom on the third floor, Guan Juer was lying in bed looking at her phone before going to sleep when she suddenly received a message.

She clicked on it and saw a photo of one of her paintings, the one called "Void" that was auctioned off recently.

The sender's number wasn't saved in the notes, but she scrolled up the chat history and found her own bank card number.

Then he realized that this person was the one who had hit his car before.

Besides the picture of the drawing, there was also a sentence below it.

I really like the painting.

Guan Juer instantly understood that this was the person who had photographed her painting, and she also knew that she was the one who painted the painting, otherwise she wouldn't have told her all this.

She thought for a moment and replied, "Whatever you like."

Have you drawn anything recently?

No, but my art exhibition opens tomorrow at No. 101, ** Road. You can come and see it if you have time.

I'll definitely go when I have time.

Guan Juer didn't reply. Zhou Ling, seeing the page with no further replies, also put down his phone.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, walked to the opposite wall, and admired the painting hanging there.

*

Sunlight streamed through the glass windows into the exhibition hall, bathing the paintings inside in a golden glow.

Each painting displays a unique beauty, revealing the emotions flowing from the artist's brushstrokes; the exhibition seems to contain a world within it.

The exhibition hall is softly lit and spacious and aesthetically pleasing.

The interior is designed with white and gray as the main colors, combined with a minimalist style, which makes people feel comfortable.

People passing by were quietly appreciating the paintings.

Guan Juer, accompanied by familiar friends, discussed in hushed tones the creative process and concepts behind the paintings.

Today she was wearing a white traditional Chinese style cheongsam, adorned with brightly colored embroidery, and her hair was styled in an updo with a white jade hairpin.

As they approached each painting, he would quietly explain its contents to the friends behind him.

In the corner, Zhou Ling, who had just come from the other side of the exhibition hall, heard the familiar female voice and looked over.

She stood out in the crowd at first glance, someone who could instantly catch your eye. She not only had an outstanding appearance, but also a special temperament.

He recognized Guan Juer's voice and immediately realized that she was someone he had been paying close attention to lately.

He had hit her car first, and that's how they got in touch.

Then, I bought her painting at the auction, had my assistant look into her background, and last night I even received an invitation from her to see her art exhibition.

This is the first time I've met this person; I've only learned about them through other means, without ever having met them in person.

He wasn't busy today and just happened to be passing by, so he came in for a visit.

He carefully examined each painting, gaining insight into the artist's inner world through them. He could sense that she was a free-spirited and easygoing person with seemingly rich experiences and a fulfilling inner life.

Thinking about her age from the information she found out, she had only recently graduated from university. Zhou Ling couldn't understand why her paintings gave people this feeling when she was so young.

His gaze followed her as he listened to her explain the inspiration and ideas behind her paintings.

Guan Juer had already noticed the gaze directed at her, and she only looked over after she finished introducing a painting.

He was a handsome young man dressed in a suit and tie.

Since it was her own art exhibition, she still smiled politely at everyone.

Zhou Ling smiled back, and then the two tacitly looked away.

After Yunshang and Xiaoqi arrived, Guan Juer finally had a chance to rest for a while and let them help with the reception.

The neighbors from Ode to Joy also came, and Xiao Qi took them on a tour.

Guan Juer returned to her office and sat down, where she could also see what was happening outside.

She plans to use this area as a reception area to entertain guests.

"dong dong dong~"

A knock on the door made her look up from her phone and see a man standing outside the glass door. Guan Juer gestured for him to come in.

Zhou Ling pushed open the office door and walked towards her: "Ms. Guan, hello."

Guan Juer was puzzled at first, but then she remembered who the voice was because of her good memory and sharp ears: "Are you the one who hit my car that night?"

"It's me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Ling. It's nice to meet you."

"Hello, I didn't expect you to come to the art exhibition today."

After all, she had only casually invited him last night, and the two of them weren't familiar with each other, so she didn't expect him to come.

But considering he bought his own painting, he was probably interested.

At her invitation, Zhou Ling sat down on the sofa and said with a smile, "I really like your art style, so I came here since I had some free time."

"Thank you for your liking. You are welcome here anytime."

Zhou Ling wanted to spend more time with her: "Okay, I should have apologized to her in person a long time ago for the car accident, but I was afraid it would be too presumptuous. Now that we've met, Miss Guan, would it be convenient for me to treat you to a meal to express my apology?"

"You've already apologized and made compensation, so there's no need to take it to heart anymore."

"It's lunchtime now, so I'd like to take this opportunity to discuss painting with you."

Guan Juer raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. He really had given her a reason not to refuse. She had invited him, so she couldn't very well ignore him when it came to painting.

Zhou Ling waited patiently for her reply with a smile, his expression unchanged.

She looked out the window at the restaurant across the street: "Let's go to the restaurant across the street, it's close by."

“Okay.” Zhou Ling smiled and stood up with her.

Before leaving, Guan Juer noticed that Xiao Qi and Yun Shang were still busy, so she thought she would buy food and bring it back to them later.

The people from Ode to Joy are no longer here. It's lunchtime; they must have gone to eat or gone home.

After leaving the art exhibition, the two needed to cross the street to get to the other side, which required them to cross an intersection and wait for the traffic light to change.

After they entered the hotel, they took the elevator to the second-floor restaurant.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance, a greeter came up and guided them to an empty seat.

Zhou Ling took the menu and handed it to Guan Juer first: "Miss Guan, please order first."

"Okay, thank you." Guan Juer began to look through the menu.

Fan Shengmei, who was talking to Wang Baichuan, was somewhat surprised to see Guan Juer come in with others.

However, considering that the art exhibition is right across the street, it's normal to come here for a meal since it's so close.

The two tables were a bit far apart, and Guan Juer was looking at the menu and didn't notice any acquaintances. When someone looked at her, she assumed it was just someone looking at her out of curiosity.

After all, attractive people or things always attract more attention, and she has really gotten used to being the center of attention when she walks outside.

The main issue is that the plot of this world has nothing to do with her mission, so she hasn't paid attention to where things are going.


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