Wu Xuefu was very happy today. His daughter was so proud of her. Not only did she cook seriously, but she also prepared wine and fruits.

My wife left early, and Wu Qingtan was raised by Wu Xuefu. It is not so easy to live as a father and a mother. Now his daughter is already graceful, which is the most gratifying thing for him.

Wu Qingtan got the tea for the two of them, and then returned to the kitchen to continue working.

Looking at his daughter's busy figure, Wu Xuefu nodded with relief. "Thousand Buddhas! My Qingtan is still beautiful, right?"

Although Wu Xuefu's voice was not loud, Wu Qingtan heard it immediately. Instead, he moved his body to the door, trying to listen more seriously.

She really wanted to know what kind of woman she was in Li Qianfo’s mind?

Li Qianfo noticed Wu Qingtan's actions and sighed in his heart. It seemed that even the calm woman would care about the men's views on them.

In order not to make the other person get angry, even if it is not good-looking, it must be said to be good-looking! Besides, the other person is indeed really beautiful.

"Yeah, she is very beautiful. My niece has a good husband and will definitely marry a good husband in the future."

Wu Xuefu's eyes lit up and he asked with a smile: "It seems that what I calculated before is correct. Your result is the same as mine. If anyone marrys my daughter, he will definitely make a fortune in the future."

"Yes! It's really good." Li Qianfo's forehead was left with sweat beads. He just said something casually with some occupational diseases, but he didn't expect Wu Xuefu to go on the strait.

"Oh, what a pity. You and Qingtan are too different from each other, otherwise you can be my son-in-law." Wu Xuefu said something unexpectedly, and he didn't give Li Qianfo the time to react.

"Puff!" Li Qianfo's mouthful of tea was sprayed out, and the other party was really imaginative!

"Qian Buddha, what's wrong with you?" Wu Xuefu asked nervously.

"It's okay, I just choked accidentally. Brother, don't you have a lot of collections at home? Take me to appreciate it, right?" Li Qianfo didn't want to continue talking about this topic with the other party. Judging from the current situation, Wu Xuefu's concept is still very good. There is no need to continue talking. What should I do if I change it while talking?

Wu Xuefu was not suspicious either and said with a smile: "If you don't say it, I almost forgot. The things are all in the study, let's go there to read it!"

There is a small mirror in the kitchen that can just reflect the scene in the living room. The scene of Li Qianfo spraying tea fell into Wu Qingtan's eyes.

Humph, I'm so scary? I was so frightened when I heard that I wanted to marry me. This was so annoying. She was really not narcissistic. If she shouted in the airport hall, who would want to marry me, I'm afraid the airport hall would be paralyzed immediately.

Over the years, Wu Qingtan has countless suitors, but none of them are attracted to her. Her requirements are actually not high at all, just wanting to find a man who is like his father who reveals integrity in his bones.

After so many years, I have never met a playboy, a rich young man, in a group of people. There was once a young master who wanted to win her favor, and for a month, as long as the flight where Wu Qingtan was on took off, the guy would definitely be sitting in the first class cabin.

Wu Qingtan, whom so many men spoiled and loved by them, naturally had some sense of superiority that ordinary girls did not have, but this superiority felt that Li Qianfo was scum in front of him.

"Wait and see, I don't believe that you can escape from my palm after eating my meal. Add ingredients and add ingredients to you!" Wu Qingtan viciously handled the vegetables on the cutting board, as if it was Li Qianfo, and he had to get the other party to obey before he would stop.

Wu Xuefu likes to collect, so there are naturally many treasures in the home. The study room can no longer be described as a study room, and it is more appropriate to use a storage room.

All around the room are solid wood cabinets embedded on the walls. Transparent crystal glass is used as a transparent cover, and exquisite objects are placed inside.

There are books, jade, porcelain, and calligraphy and paintings.

Li Qianfo was not interested in antiques. The reason why he mentioned this was entirely because the other party was really unwilling to talk about the topic, so he could only change the topic.

After walking around the room, Wu Xuefu introduced it next to him. Every time he introduced something, his face would be filled with a happy smile.

In this life, these are the things he cares about the most.

There are too many things, and Wu Xuefu just wants to introduce them in detail, but there is not so much time. One by one, the other is listening, and the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

In the center of the room, there is a square table with pear blossoms and wood, with a set of exquisite tea sets placed on it.

After a circle, the two of them sat down.

"When I am fine, I like to hide in this room and drink tea and see these things. How do I feel?" Wu Xuefu asked with a smile.

"Yeah, that's OK. Except for a few fakes, everything else is fine." Li Qianfo replied.

Wu Xuefu, who wanted to pour tea, was stunned and said in surprise: "What did you say? Is there a fake?"

"Yes! Brother, you might not have seen it?" This time, Li Qianfo was surprised. The other party should not be such a easy person to deceive, right?

"Impossible! These things are carefully selected by me. How could there be fakes? Tell me that one is a fake?" Wu Xuefu was a little disbelief and his tone was a little quick.

This is not surprising at all. It is like saying that the treasures he has collected for many years are fakes, just like saying that his daughter is not a virgin. How can he accept it?

Li Qianfo stood up with a smile, came to the painting near the painting, and said, "This painting is a fake."

Wu Xuefu walked up to check it out and saw a picture of Feng Dazhong's tiger going down the mountain. This was bought by him at a not too high price a few years ago. Judging from the current appreciation rate, the price is several times that of the time when he bought it.

"No! I found three friends to say this painting is genuine, but I bought it. How could it be fake?" The origin of this painting is a bit special, so Wu Xuefu's memory is particularly profound.

Li Qianfo did not argue or say why it was fake. He asked with a smile: "Did you buy this painting from a person who looks sloppy in dress?"

"Yes."

"Did he offer only 100,000 yuan, not selling a penny more, not selling a penny less?" Li Qianfo asked again.

"Yes." Wu Xuefu felt more and more strange. Even if Li Qianfo knew how to calculate, how could he know so clearly?

"Does he just need cash and not checks?"

"Yes."

After asking three questions, Li Qianfo had a conclusion.

"That's not wrong. This painting must be a fake."

Wu Xuefu smiled bitterly and asked, "People say that fakes are all evidence. You said it was a fake but asked three strange questions. Is there any connection?"

"Of course there is. Because this painting is mine." Li Qianfo gave an answer that almost caused Wu Xuefu to have a heart attack.

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Chapter completed!