Dressed As The Deviant's Boss Beloved

"Sorry, it's stuck ~"

Ye Xian is a little embarrassed, and glances at Mr. Bo.

Bo tingshen was eating elegantly, as if she had just seen another person.

The atmosphere of the president is too strong. Most people can't stand it. Moreover, she has done something bad and now she is guilty. She really feels that she is being missed by the wolf all the time.

Please, he has a lot of adults. Forget about it~

Bo Laozi: "it's OK. Use it slowly."

"Well, thank you, Bo Dong."

Cheng Jingshu just ate a small mouthful of steak, wiped her hands and got up. She took a scroll with elegant decoration beside it, and walked to Mr. Bo with a smile. "Mr. Bo, today is your 60th birthday. I specially prepared a small gift for you."

"Oh?"

Mr. Bo looked at the long shaft in her hand and motioned to the housekeeper to open it.

The housekeeper carefully laid out the picture scroll, and a beautiful and incomparable landscape painting immediately appeared in front of the public.

The name of the painting is: Chunhua Qiushi

On the left side of the picture is a beautiful and vigorous spring scene, and on the right side is a golden and fruitful autumn picture. The middle part of the picture gradually complements each other with rich colors. There is no sense of violation, which is the subtlety of this painting.

Such beautiful and lifelike paintings have captured everyone's attention.

"This painting is so beautiful ~"

"Sister Jingshu is so unique, and the gift she chose is so unique!"

"This exquisite painting is very valuable at first sight."

Everyone was amazed, and Bo could not help smiling.

"It's a painting by Xia Hewan, chairman of the famous artists association. It's very valuable. It's not a small gift."

When ye Xian heard Xia Hewan's three words, he made a pause and raised his head.

Cheng Jingshu smiles shyly, raises her hair and looks at Jiang Wanze and Bo tingshen. "As long as you can make Bo's grandfather smile, it's worth it."

Bo's mother also looked at Cheng Jingshu admiringly, "Jingshu, you're so polite to come to my grandfather's birthday party with such a valuable gift. Did this painting cost a lot of money?"

"Not much, just 20 million, mainly... It's not something you can buy for money."

By implication, she spent a lot of money and effort to get the painting.

"Xia Hewan's paintings are really hard to get. You are a child. You are willing to spend money again."

When ye Xian heard "20 million", he was so surprised that his chopsticks fell on the table. With a bang, everyone looked at her again.

Jiang Wanze's eyes shifted from the painting to him, and his face was very ugly.

Making noise from time to time is just to make him notice her and show himself in front of his grandfather?

"Why, ye Xian, what's your opinion?"

Cheng Jingshu turns around and looks at Ye Xian.

When she asked this, she just wanted to taunt her. Unexpectedly, she wiped her mouth and nodded seriously, "yes."

"What?"

Cheng Jingshu frowned at her, thin old man also a face curious, "Oh? Wanze, your teammates are very young. Do they still appreciate paintings? "

"Grandfather, he just..."

As soon as Jiang Wanze wanted to speak, ye Xian stood up, walked up to "chunhuaqiushi" and looked at Xia Hewan, the author's signature, for a long time.

My mother's painting was imitated. It's so lifelike.

That's right. Xia Hewan is his mother, a famous painter all over the country, and the current chairman of the domestic artists association.

The true work of "chunhuaqiushi" is one of her early famous works. Now... It's hanging in the hall of Ye's family. It won't appear here at all.