My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 115 Cutting in Line

After Song Yafei went into the bathroom, Jiang Yi, the senior student from the opposite door, suddenly knocked on the door.

After opening the door, Jiang Yi saw Song Yafei's handbag lying there and guessed that she was there.

So he led me to his room, brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup for each of us, and then began to talk to me about the important matter.

"The professor just informed me that a competition is going to be held here, and he wanted to ask your opinion." I wasn't particularly interested in the competition, but since Jiang Yi came to see me, he must have already discussed it with Professor Xie.

So I asked him directly, "What do you and the professor think?"

"I've discussed it with the professor, and we can do a small test before the international competition. There are quite a few people coming this time, but it still depends on your opinion."

"Since you and the professor have both considered it, then I won't postpone it any longer."

Jiang Yi nodded, "It's just that the competition is a bit rushed, it's tomorrow, but fortunately the organizers will prepare everything we need. I just wanted to let you know in advance."

"Ok."

Things were indeed a bit rushed, and before we knew it, the next morning, we went together to the competition held in the city.

When I left, Song Yafei was still busy, so I just said goodbye and left.

I never expected to see her at the competition.

I was just about to go into the room arranged by the organizers when I bumped into her.

She seemed to be busy with something, and only said goodbye to me before leaving, which I didn't pay much attention to.

With the competition just around the corner, when I went to my room, Senior Jiang Yi found me and told me that the rules for this competition were different.

I put down what I was doing and listened attentively.

Jiang Yi explained, "Actually, it's nothing much. It lasts for two days. Each person has a room and can only use the paints they provide. There will be a surveillance camera in the room because the organizers want to film our creative process."

There are indeed differences.

In the past, all participants had to do was submit their drawings to the organizers, and then the judges would evaluate them.

There were quite a few rules this time, and I got a little annoyed after hearing them.

Perhaps some of us will feel a bit disgusted.

Just after I finished speaking, Song Yafei came over.

Upon seeing her, Jiang Yi couldn't help but frown. "Why is she here?"

To be honest, I didn't understand what she was trying to do either, so I just shook my head.

"If she were there, would it have any impact?"

If it has an impact, we can take the opportunity to get rid of her.

Jiang Yi thought for a moment, "It shouldn't matter much."

I looked at Song Yafei, "What are you doing here?"

Song Yafei smiled and replied, "I just came to watch you draw."

It's truly surprising that I've received such treatment.

Just then, Jiang Yi's phone rang. He opened it and saw a message. After reading the message, he looked like he suddenly understood.

He pulled me aside, "I was wondering why she came! The organizers just announced that someone else joined in, guess who it is?"

Normally, Jiang Yi wouldn't ask such a stupid question. Besides, there are so many people involved in the design, how would I know who it is?

The fact that he asked me this means he must know someone I know.

Considering the way she saw Song Yafei earlier, I couldn't help but have a guess in my mind, but wasn't he abroad?

"You guessed it? That's right, it's Yu Chengliang. I didn't expect that someone who doesn't know anything would be squeezed into this kind of competition. The professor sent me a message, he's very angry, and we're in a very passive position now."

Yu Chengliang hadn't left, and a surge of anger rose within him.

Perhaps noticing my unusual behavior, Song Yafei came over and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

I pushed her hand away, and she stood there, stunned.

Just then, her phone rang, and I clearly saw the three words "Yu Chengliang" flashing on her phone screen. Then she took her phone and left the room with a somewhat evasive look in her eyes.

Jiang Yi came over and patted me on the shoulder, probably knowing what I was thinking.

Just then, my phone rang; it was Lin Qiuran calling.

After the call was connected, he got straight to the point.

"My goodness, the buyer is very easy to talk to. After hearing about the situation, he agreed to buy other paintings. But I'm afraid you probably won't sell the one he's interested in."

This is yet another painting I won't sell.

If they don't intend to sell it, they probably won't send it over.

Unexpectedly, what Lin Qiuran passed on to me was my parents' posthumous work.

Lin Qiuran explained, "When you sent it to me, I didn't pay attention and forwarded it to the buyer as well. I didn't expect that the buyer would take a liking to the painting at first sight. I also told him that I wouldn't sell the painting, but the buyer's situation is a bit special."

What are the special circumstances that would make me definitely sell to him?

"The buyers really liked it, and they were honest with each other, saying they were about to go abroad and didn't know when they would be back."

"Someone in their family has cancer and they don't know how much longer they have to live. They sincerely said they were willing to give any amount of money."

"It's up to you to decide. If you don't want to sell, I'll tell him. I'll tell you mainly because I can't bear to refuse him; I feel sorry for him."

He has cancer?

I never expected that he also had cancer, just like me. In other words, this might have been his last wish before he died.

I can relate to that.

But I really can't bear to sell my parents' last works like this.

But when I think that maybe this was her only wish before she died, and that my wish was to stop getting entangled with Song Yafei, it seems that neither of our wishes are so easy to fulfill.

"Let me think about it. I will definitely give him an answer before he goes abroad."

"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it. After all, this is the only work your uncle and aunt left behind. What will you do if you give it to them?"

What should I do?

I am also a dying man.

Even if I keep this painting, it's only for a short time; ultimately, I can't take it away.

Keeping this painting is simply to preserve a little bit of longing.

Leaving it to someone who understands it might not be a bad thing.

only……

"I'll think about it some more. I'll give someone an answer as soon as possible."

After all, he's not in good health, and we don't know how much longer he can hold on.

I don't know how much longer I can hold on.

After I hung up the phone, Song Yafei pushed the door open and came in. Jiang Yi had left while I was on the phone.

Seeing Song Yafei come in, I frowned. "Yu Chengliang is here, are you still going to stay?"

She probably didn't know I already knew; her expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

Are you trying to kick me out?

Perhaps influenced by that phone call, I no longer wanted to consider Song Yafei's feelings.

I nodded; that was exactly what I meant.

There's already one camera here, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. If there's another person watching me, I don't know if I'll be able to concentrate on painting.

Unexpectedly, Song Yafei wasn't annoyed at all this time. "I have some work to do, I'll come find you after I'm done."

After saying that, she turned and left.