President Hunting Love is too fierce

Just like a dream, she is so happy inside the painting, but she is full of darkness, depression and extreme outside the frame.

Bai Ling stared blankly at the painting, who wanted her to become that kind of person, could she really become so happy, and still have such a simple and sunny smile?

After gradually being shocked, many onlookers began to comment on this eye-catching gift.

"Oh my God, this painting is really beautiful. It is comparable to those famous European paintings. I don't know how much it will be worth if it is auctioned."

"It will definitely be auctioned for a high price. If you don't look at it, those decorative background flowers are all inlaid with emeralds, rubies, and diamonds. It is extremely luxurious. Those gems alone are worth a lot." [

"Oh my god, what is the origin of this white silk? The first lady may not be able to receive such an expensive gift, she envies the dead."

Most of the reporters, staff and actors have limited artistic vision. Although they think the painting is pretty, what attracts their attention is that there are so many precious stones adorning the painting.

The gift was so expensive that they were amazed. They had never seen such an exorbitant gift before, so they naturally worshiped it like a god.

The cameras started working quickly again, and the reporters competed for a good angle to capture this sky-high price gift and this lucky actress, preparing to make headlines tomorrow.

But the expression of the heroine in the camera is not very happy, a little dazed, a little confused, just looking at the painting with soft eyes, what is she thinking in a daze?

Many reporters made her laugh aloud, posing and standing with the portrait.

But she covered the frame again, and didn't let them continue to shoot, and let those who sent it take away the painting. She didn't dare to keep such a precious thing with her.

And those handsome guys promised to help her temporarily keep it in the jewelry store.

This made many reporters unhappy, booing constantly, thinking that she was too big and putting on airs.Bai Ling didn't explain, she was very confused, she didn't want to deal with these vain reporters, not to mention it was her personal matter, and she didn't want to use it for publicity.

At this time, the phone rang. Bai Ling looked at the number on the phone, and a thought broke into her mind like lightning.

Complicated ripples appeared in her chest, was that painting just sent by Mo Fei?

She hesitated for a moment, but still connected the phone.