My Waste Husband novel Chapter 257

Standing in the art centre, Milan and Sylvia looked at the painting on the wall. These paintings, not only in terms of painting skills but also in terms of the use of colour and shadow, had reached the extreme heights. Moreover, they had a deep meaning.

"Henry, don't you understand paintings? What do you think is expressed in this picture?" Milan pointed to a painting on the wall. There were a man and a woman sitting on a swing in the painting, and the woman nestled in the man's arms.

Henry looked at the painting and a smile appeared on his face.

As for the painting pointed out by Milan, at that time Henry remembered the last time he saw Master Ferger. Although the painting was extremely vivid, Henry did not think it expressed anything, because at that time Wade White found a foreign celebrity and was flirting with her on the swing. As a result, when Master Ferger saw them, he immediately drew it, but the face of the man and the woman was much blurred.

What did he mean by doing that? It was just a gest of his kindness to Wade at that time.

Of course, Henry certainly could not tell the truth about how the painting came out. Whether or not Milan believed it, it was not good for the reputation of Master Ferger.

In the status of Henry and others, there were some hidden rules, such as some celebrity crocodiles. No matter how humble they were in front of them, they would not tell them.

Henry thought for a moment and said, "The meaning of this painting... Well, maybe it's a kind of envy and admiration for life."

Henry thought for a moment and could only explain in this way.

As soon as Henry finished speaking, a voice came from the side. "What a joke! What this painting shows is obviously a kind of vague love. It can be seen that the woman in the painting is in the man's arms. Although the man doesn't hold the woman in his arms, his hands holding the swing are strong, which gives people a sense of peace of mind. This shows that the man loves this woman. While he is protecting this woman, he is also trying to create a happy life for her."

Henry took a look at the speaker. He had just seen the middle-aged man standing beside Cody this morning before the art centre was opened. At this time, Cody was also standing here.

The middle-aged man continued, "The man in the painting is sitting on a wooden swing, which shows that his family is not very rich. He doesn't dare to hug the woman, which shows that he has some self-abasement in his heart and thinks that he couldn't give this woman a good life, while the woman shows a kind of inseparable life. The swing is obviously crumbling, but she is still willing to sit with this man and bear the same company! This is an enviable love, not the so-called envy and admiration!"

After the middle-aged man finished, he looked at Henry with dissatisfaction. "Paintings should be appreciated carefully. The meaning expressed in them is not as shallow as some people's eyes. I really don't understand, what qualifications do people like you have to come to the exhibition of Master Ferger?"

The middle-aged man said mercilessly. Obviously, Cody had ordered him to do so.

Henry just smiled at this statement. It was estimated that even Master Ferger himself didn't expect that he could be associated with so many emotions with a casual painting at that time.

When he was drawing, Wade was indeed holding the swing. He just felt that the swing was easier to play than the woman in his arms, and the woman in his arms was not always around. When she knew Wade's identity, she threw herself into his arms. Wade had seen too many women throwing themselves at him, so he didn't care about her at all.

Was this love?

Henry was speechless when he thought about it. What kind of love did Wade have? He was clearly a playboy. He had never seen any girl who could keep his heart.

Cody was satisfied with the middle-aged man's sharp words. He nodded and said to Henry, "Boy, don't be that kind of person. Don't pretend here. If you don't understand paintings, don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Henry smiled and said, "How do you know that I'm pretending?"