This imposing oil painting was shocking at first glance, not to ntion the maid, who was actually frightened when she saw the figures on it.
"Helena, once this painting dries, take it to your father."
Ye Qiu went to take a bath first, and then after he and Helena finished breakfast, the two strolled along the seaside, returning to the villa where Ye Qiu held Helena’s waist and watched quietly.
He knew that this trip to Italy had temporarily resolved Helena’s troubles.
He also had to return ho.
By lunchti, this oil painting, which had been drying since this morning in the sunlight, was already dry.
After rolling it up and placing it in the car, they drove back to the Mattio Family.
Upon returning to the Mattio Family, Ye Qiu saw a man in his fifties or sixties coming out, who bore so resemblance to that Sirio’s eldest son from the other day.
"This is Sirio’s father," Helena said.
Sirio I just nodded at Helena and then left.
Ye Qiu and Helena went inside, where Mattio was having morning tea, and surprisingly Sirio the elder ca over to him voluntarily.
Thinking of Amore’s collusion with the other side, Mattio knew that within the Mafia Family, the first one to eliminate was this Sirio.
"Helena, Ye Qiu, you’re back?"
"Father, Qiu has brought back the gift he prepared for you."
A gift?
Mattio almost forgot.
However, when Ye Qiu had soone slowly move the painting down from the car, Mattio asked, "Is this a painting?"
"Father, this is an oil painting that Qiu painted, it took him three days and nights."
Three days and nights?
"Open it and take a look."
It hadn’t been frad yet; it was just a painting, but when two maids slowly opened it, Mattio glanced at it and was indeed very shocked.
This also surprised him!
"Did you really paint this?"
"Uncle, I painted it."
Although it seed Ye Qiu only spent three days and nights, which isn’t long, in the realm of art, the most important thing is inspiration. Without it, one might not paint anything in a lifeti. With inspiration, it doesn’t take long; like the Dutch master Van Gogh, who painted countless oil paintings in his lifeti, almost always painting as soon as inspiration struck.
But unfortunately, his work only gained fa after his death.
And now, at first glance, Mattio thought of that night at the banquet, what the expressions were like on those Mafia Organization bosses and second bosses attending the banquet.
He didn’t know how Ye Qiu captured them, nor how he rembered.
"I want to hang it up and study it closely."
When Mattio had the painting brought to his main hall and had it hung up, it almost covered the entire wall of the hall.
However, the painting complented the architecture very well.
Not only did it shock Mattio, but even the surrounding maids and servants were very shocked.
Among these five hundred people, each of their expressions was different.
From these people’s expressions and faces, Mattio could see from that night those Mafia Organization bosses and second bosses’ expressions. He also understood why Ye Qiu and Helena dared to bring him out directly.
On the lawn outside, Ye Qiu held Helena’s waist and said to her, "Helena, I’m going back tomorrow."
"So soon?"
This ti, the trip lasted a little over a week, almost two weeks, so Helena felt it was too fast.
But now that the crisis with Helena and Mattio was basically resolved, all that remained was for the two of them to deal with the traitors within the Mafia Organization.
Ye Qiu didn’t stay any longer, as he had to return for exams.
Although he usually didn’t attend classes, he certainly would participate in the exam period.
Nearly lunchti, Mattio hadn’t co out yet, and Ye Qiu knew he was definitely inside studying that painting.
Actually, he was giving Mattio confidence.
This was sothing that only he himself understood, whether Mattio seed to understand it or not.
...
Sirio’s eldest son underwent a comprehensive eye examination at a major hospital in Palermo, but the doctors couldn’t understand why his eyes were suddenly unable to see anything.
In such a situation, the only option was treatnt.
No matter the cost.
According to the condition of his eyes, where further examination revealed that even laser surgery wouldn’t help, only a corneal transplant was possible.
Given the Sirio Family’s situation, obtaining a suitable corneal match was very simple.
So when it was confird that he needed a corneal transplant, Sirio I began making preparations that didn’t even take a day.
As for where the corneas ca from, nobody knew.
When Sirio’s eldest son ca out of the operating room after having the corneal transplant surgery, he heard that the Mattio Family was hosting a banquet, hosted by Helena and that Ye Qiu.
Now, Helena had already acknowledged Ye Qiu’s identity within the Mafia Organization family, and upon hearing this, even with his eyes covered in dical dressings, Sirio’s eldest son punched the hospital bed fiercely.
"That vile woman, wanton woman; I will make you pay."
In such a situation, only Sirio could experience that kind of unbearable feeling.
But now, his eyes couldn’t shed tears or anything else, as he needed at least a week to be discharged, and three months of recuperation before his eyes could be exposed to strong light.
Of course, it was still unknown if the corneal transplant had succeeded; if unsuccessful, he would need further surgery, and if still unsuccessful, he might truly beco blind.
Sirio’s eldest son thought of himself potentially becoming a blind person, and he certainly couldn’t accept it, moreover, within the Mafia Organization, they couldn’t possibly accept a blind Godfather.
Sirio’s eldest son grew increasingly angry, unable to understand why his eyes suddenly turned blind after eting Helena.
Of course, he would never believe it had anything to do with that young man.
"Keep an eye on that young man’s every move," Sirio’s eldest son instructed his bodyguard to investigate Ye Qiu’s situation, ensuring he couldn’t safely leave Sicily.
Soon, Sirio’s eldest son learned in the following days that Ye Qiu and Helena were vacationing at Amore’s forr villa, and it was said that Ye Qiu was painting there.
Upon hearing this, Sirio’s eldest son, again, punched the hospital bed angrily, startling the nurse pale.
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