After the rebirth, I was spoiled by the bosses

Chapter 150 Butterfly Painting
There are many tables in the garden that have not been removed in time.

Mu Zhentian spread the portrait on the table, expecting the miracle that Su Yan said would happen.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the hot weather quickly dried the peonies.

Unlike what Su Yan did with his hand fan just now, Mu Zhentian vaguely felt a scent of peonies wafting out of the painting.

When I was shocked, a few butterflies flew from a distance, circled around the peony painting, and landed on the stamen.

"It's alive." Mu Zhentian excitedly pointed at Peony, "Su Yan, the painting is alive."

With just one painting, it can actually attract butterflies. Su Yan really brought the peony painting to life.

Just as Mu Zhentian finished speaking, he saw more and more butterflies flying over.

This scene attracted a lot of servants, and everyone in the Mu family's old house followed the butterfly to this side.

While running, I took pictures and videos with my mobile phone.

"Everyone, look, butterflies, there are so many butterflies."

"It seems to be flying in the direction of the master."

"Come on, it's too spectacular."

"Don't you find it strange why so many butterflies came all of a sudden?"

"Oh, whatever, what damage can a butterfly do?"

The servants chatted while running after the butterfly.

I saw that the later butterflies were the same as the previous ones, circling a few times on the peony painting and landing on the painting one after another.

It is densely packed, covering the painting, and the peonies can't be found anywhere.

"This... a miracle, it's simply a miracle." Mu Zhentian clapped his hands and applauded.

At this time, a mobile phone fell from upstairs and almost hit Mu Zhentian on the head.

Just a little bit, the mobile phone wiped Mu Zhentian's forehead and fell on the table with the peony painting.

The huge vibration scared the butterfly away, and the butterfly flew to other places, and flew back after a while, landing on the portrait.

Mu Zhentian looked up and looked upstairs, but there was nothing there, so he yelled, "Whose phone is it?"

Mu Keyang had already gone downstairs and came behind them, "Dad, mine."

Mu Zhentian rolled his eyes at Mu Keyang, "You are lame. You are in your decades, and you can't even hold a mobile phone. If this falls on my head, you want to smash me to death?"

Mu Keyang smiled apologetically, "Dad, look at what you said, you are my father, I can still kill my father, it's just that my hands tremble for a while."

Mu Keyang has never been in good shape since he was a child, he just looks like a fool, but he is very reliable and careful in his work.

He has always been very accurate in assessing changes in the market wind direction, and is a legendary elite in the business world.

Mu Jinzhao's business acumen is probably inherited from Mu Keyang, but his personality is completely different.

Mu Zhentian took a look at Mu Jinzhao. If he had the same carefree personality as his father, he would be able to spend his old age in peace without worrying about it.

Mu Zhentian returned the phone to Mu Keyang, "You still want to kill your father, your father, I need your money to spend?"

Mu Keyang: "No, no, just kidding, I was too excited, and the phone fell if I didn't hold it steady for a while, didn't it hit you?"

"you…………"

Before Mu Zhentian got angry, Mu Keyang hurriedly said: "Dad, don't be angry, you see this?"

Mu Zhentian stubbornly turned his head aside, "I don't want to look at it, what good things can you have?"

Mu Keyang was very helpless. As an old man, the treatment he received from his own son in his father's eyes was like nothing else.

Mu Keyang turned on the phone and walked up to Mu Zhentian, "Dad, take a look, I just took a picture upstairs, I can't believe it."

(End of this chapter)