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Chapter 558

"Time won't stop, but your mentality can change!"

Xu Xiaoran's eyes were filled with encouragement, "Even if you don't know how many days you can live, you can do more meaningful things with your limited life, right? Negative will only make your life consumed faster. Why not be optimistic and see through life and death?"

Zheng Yuanhua nodded, "You are right, I want to use my limited life to do something more meaningful! Xiaoran, thank you! I didn't expect that in the last time of my life, you will still be the one who will accompany me!"

He couldn't help crying, and the torture of illness did not make him cry, but Xu Xiaoran's warmth made him unable to control his emotions.

Xu Xiaoran reached out and held Zheng Yuanhua's hand, "Although our fate is gone, the love we have been together for many years is still there! I will help you achieve your wish!"

"Thanks!"

Zheng Yuanhua really wanted to hug Xu Xiaoran again, but in front of so many people, he gave up.

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The auction began, and the host marked each work at the lowest price. Everyone participated in the auction, and the higher the price was awarded.

Zheng Yuanhua was excited to see everyone rushing to bid, which was a recognition of him.

The entire auction was completed smoothly, and all the paintings were auctioned off. He was naturally excited when he saw someone appreciated his past paintings. His past unsuccessfulness was compensated with a good mentality at this moment.

"Next, let us invite the owner of these works, Mr. Zheng Yuanhua, to the stage and say a few words!"

The host brought the topic to Zheng Yuanhua, and Xu Xiaoran helped him get up from the sofa and walked to the stage.

Standing in front of the microphone, he was so excited that he was a little trembling, "First of all, thank you for your arrival today! The paintings at this exhibition were actually all works I drew a few years ago! I didn't expect anyone would like them! Thank you for your affirmation of me!"

After a pause, he said, "I want to thank Quan Yuheng and Xu Xiaoran again for giving these paintings a chance to display in front of everyone! All the proceeds from the auction today will be donated to charity organizations, and they will help those in need. Thank you everyone!"

Applause rang out, and Zheng Yuanhua bowed three times to the guests present, and kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you..."

Xu Xiaoran leaned in Quan Yuheng's arms and looked at Zheng Yuanhua with tears in his eyes. He loved painting all his life, and having such an art exhibition at the end of his life was of great significance to him.

"Husband, thank you!"

Xu Xiaoran reached out to hug Quan Yuheng's waist, and he smiled and hugged her tightly, "You're welcome! Today's art exhibition is so successful, first of all, Zheng Yuanhua's works are good!"

In the past few years, Zheng Yuanhua has not been successful and what he lacks is an opportunity. Unfortunately, time cannot be reversed and what happened cannot be repeated.

"Well, I've always been optimistic about him, because he doesn't have confidence in himself!"

Xu Xiaoran remembered the hard days she had with Zheng Yuanhua in the past and couldn't help but sigh. She didn't seek money, fame and fortune, but she couldn't stop him from fighting for it, and this struggle made him pay the price of his life.

"I can only say that he has bad luck!"

What Quan Yuheng said was that Zheng Yuanhua had no background and would definitely pay less if he wanted to become famous as an ordinary person.

Xu Xiaoran staggered when he saw Zheng Yuanhua stepping off the stage, immediately let go of Quan Yuheng, went forward to support him, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Chapter completed!
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