The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 47 Xiao Nuo
"Hey, don't worry about it, it doesn't matter whether it is valuable for collection, if you like it, take a picture!" Liang Tingting was obviously impatient, she pulled Zeng Li, turned around, walked forward again, and kept talking to herself while walking. Talk to yourself.

"You know, that bastard Xue Jingrui thinks I'm not feminine and artistic, and today I'll prove to him that I have any artistic qualities!"

Liang Tingting spoke fiercely, then suddenly stopped, took Zeng Li's hand on the wrist, tightened it, and said solemnly, "Whether you can take Xue Jingrui or not depends on you!"

Zeng Li...

Suddenly, I felt that I had a heavy responsibility on my shoulders.

just one by one
She is not familiar with Liang Tingting.

Before she could speak, she heard Liang Tingting say, "I believe your vision, art, is better than my profiteer's vision."

In a word, Zeng Li was dumbfounded.

Although there is no profiteering or business, it is also a kind of magnanimity to be able to use this derogatory term on himself so bluntly.

Zeng Li suddenly realized that this Liang Tingting was quite straightforward, at least not like his sister Zeng Huiyun, who had a superficial appearance but a backlash.

Gently bent his lips, Zeng Li agreed, "Okay, if you trust my vision, I'll help you choose a few."

"Of course I can believe it!"

Two women are slowly selecting paintings in the corridor of the exhibition hall,

Liang Tingting said that she wanted to choose some beautiful and romantic oil paintings so that Xue Jingrui would not laugh at her again.

Speaking of beauty and romance, Zeng Li suddenly remembered the picture of a young girl he saw just now, and turned his face to propose to Liang Tingting.

"I just saw a sketch of a figure. It's pretty good. From the picture, it can be seen that the author of that painting is very good at painting. Maybe he is not a famous artist now, but it should be very valuable for collection."

Zeng Li judged that the artist of the oil painting was not a famous artist, judging from the auction price under the oil painting.

Generally, the starting price of famous artists is above six figures, but the price of that painting is only five figures.

"Go and have a look."

Liang Tingting said boldly.

"Okay," Zeng Li led Liang Tingting to the direction of the girl's picture, and when he turned around, he almost ran into a middle-aged woman.

"I'm sorry," Zeng Li smiled apologetically. When the woman looked up, she was obviously taken aback when she saw Zeng Li's face, which immediately turned into surprise.

"Xiao Nuo!"

"Sorry, madam, you've got the wrong person."

Zeng Li smiled inside.

"How could it be?" Madam raised her head in disbelief, her well-cared-for face was full of excitement and surprise, she supported Zeng Li's arm with both hands, and beat her up and down twice, suddenly remembered something, slapped her forehead, explain.

"Look at my memory, how can you be Xiao Nuo at your age?" After finishing speaking, without giving Zeng Li a chance to speak, he held her arm again, showing surprise in his eyes.

"You are Xiao Nuo's daughter, right?"

"Madam, you have mistaken the person," Zeng Li explained again with a smile. She didn't know Xiao Nuo at all, and her name should be a woolen girl. However, her mother is Ou Yalan. How could she be the "Little Nuo" in this lady's mouth Nuo's daughter.

"I'm not Xiao Nuo's daughter, my mother's surname is Ou."

"Hey, don't you think I'm in a hurry. When I'm in a hurry, I forget everything." The middle-aged lady looked excited, but her words were a little confused.

(End of this chapter)