you are my soft spot

Chapter 22 She's in trouble again

Gong Shuo stared deeply at the broken porcelain on the ground, his heroic eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The slight anger from the corners of his eyes slowly dissipated in this closed space.

The voice of the mouth is really bad, "You don't have eyes when you walk?"

Qing Yun caressed her waist, slowly got up, covered her sore buttocks with her right hand, and apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

Gong Shuo's knuckle-boned fingers squeezed the space between his brows, "Do you know how much the porcelain you broke is worth?"

Qing Yun looked at his expression at this time.

Such a sentence can be made by such a rich man.

She knew she was in trouble again!
A greater woe!
The whole body went limp.

She put away her annoyed look, resisted the strong pressure, and asked weakly: "How much, how much?"

Just when Gong Shuo's face and eyes became darker and darker, it seemed as if it was about to explode.

The door was suddenly pushed open!

Gong Hui stood at the door with a few children's paintings in one hand and a small bag of snacks in the other.

Elven eyes, looking around.

Seconds understood what happened at the scene.

After regaining consciousness, she quickly put down the things in her hands, ran to Qingyun's side in a datter, raised her cute little face, and said with concern: "Auntie, you look very bad, please sit down and rest for a while."

Qing Yun shook her head uncomfortably, "I'm fine."

Seeing her father's face turning into black charcoal, the little ghost Gong Ani rolled her eyes: "Although this porcelain is quite valuable, Dad, it's really not good-looking, and it's placed in such a conspicuous position, so it's easy to be touched. .”

After saying this, he turned around and ran to Gong Shuo's side, his small mouth opening and closing to scratch people's hearts, "Dad, don't be angry, don't you really like the ancient landscape paintings collected by grandma? Call grandma to help you get it at night, and then hang it in your office, that painting is much better than that broken porcelain, and it is more in line with your identity."

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As for the ancient landscape painting collected by Grandma Chu Ruoyan, it is an invaluable treasure.

From childhood to adulthood, Gong Shuo revealed intentionally or unintentionally that he liked the painting many times, but the grandma of the Gong family also cherished it so much that even her own son was reluctant to give it away, every time she pretended not to understand Gong Shuo's words.

The more you can't get it, the more you want it.

Gong Hui has figured out this point in Gong Shuo's heart, if she doesn't say it now, let alone when.

Patting her small chest, with a confident expression on her face, "As long as the baby comes out, even if it is the moon in the sky, grandma will pick it for the baby, let alone a mere landscape painting."

When Gong Shuo heard this, the frowns that were knit together seemed unable to be loosened no matter what.

Where on earth did this woman with a decrepit face get the magic power to make Gong Hui so attentive?
"Gong Anhui, it's not closed here"

"That's it, it's settled. Tonight, the landscape painting you've been thinking about for many years can be hung in your office." Gong An intelligently interrupted Gong Shuo, not giving him a chance to speak, and then she seemed to change her face again. , He smiled, "Dad, don't be so stingy, there are so many antiques in the house, if they are broken, they will be broken. Look at Auntie who looks so beautiful, so you can forgive her."

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"I know my dad is the most generous."

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"La la la, the word stingy is not suitable for my tall daddy at all!"

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(End of this chapter)