Every gift will be opened by the old butler on the spot, read aloud, and recorded in a book——
"I am from the Shen family, and I will give you a tripod of nine sheep."
"Cousin Jiang's grand-nephew, give the old lady a pair of emeralds..."
Li Qiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the birthday gifts being registered on the table. They were all very expensive.
It's her turn...
Mrs. Bo was surrounded by collateral relatives of the Bo family, and Li Qiyu didn't know any of them.
Before, she would address her elders one by one, regardless of how they looked at them.
But today, Miss Li didn't even look at them, which made the elders very unhappy!
"Grandma, Shoubi Nanshan, this is the gift I prepared." Li Qiyu addressed Mrs. Bo as an honorific.
It was obvious that Mrs. Bo disliked her very much, and all the Bo family members present looked at her as if they were an inferior person and despised her.
"It's bad luck to be all white!" Mrs. Bo looked at Li Qiyu sternly from top to bottom, "This hair is extremely ugly! As a married woman, she should look like a young woman. The old cucumber painted green to pretend to be young.
Who’s watching?”
Li Qiyu was speechless: "I'm only 22, not as old as your grandson."
Bo Yeyuan is handsome and handsome, why should she be old-fashioned?
"How dare you talk back!?"
Oh……
"I heard that you committed suicide by jumping into the sea, why did you write a suicide note?" Old Mrs. Bo said angrily, "The old man was so angry that he couldn't bear it. Are you satisfied?! Why did the old man choose you when he didn't listen to advice? We stayed at night
Yuon Junlang is excellent, what kind of girl is not there, you are not worthy...#￥%※..."
The old woman was really talkative, and those relatives and aunts took the opportunity to echo her and say bad things about her.
Li Qiyu's left ear goes in and the right ear goes out. They are going to get divorced anyway, so I won't meet them!
Seeing that Li Qiyu was indifferent, Mrs. Bo was completely different from her usual humiliation, and her chest hurt even more with anger: "We have been married for two years, and we have not given birth to a son or a half in the Bo family... Even if we raise a dog, it is time to give birth to puppies.
"
"Grandma, I can't do this alone. Ye Yuan needs to work together." Li Qiyu smiled and said, "It's your grandson who can't do it. What can I do?"
"You, you...what did you say?!" Old Mrs. Bo didn't even mention it in one breath, almost having a high blood pressure attack. Her grandson can't do it?
A group of women suddenly choked on their words and stared at Li Qiyu speechless - this girl changed from her usual docility and became sharp and difficult to deal with.
Over there, the butler has opened the gift box:
Chapter 7 A Fake Painting
"A famous painting of Raphael's "Sistine Madonna"...the old lady...Miss Fei'er also gave it..."
In the picture, the curtains slowly opened to both sides, and the Virgin Mary slowly descended from the clouds with the baby Christ in her arms. At her feet, kneeling were the old Pope Sistine II and the young and beautiful Saint Varvara.
The former is wearing a heavy cassock and pointing with his hand at the earth where the Virgin should go. The latter's eyes are downcast, with a hint of shyness in her piety, as if she is praying for the mother and son. The Virgin's face is beautiful and calm, and there seems to be a hidden worry between her eyebrows. In order to save all mankind
, she will have to sacrifice her beloved son. The little Christ is nestled in his mother's arms, with his eyes wide open...
"How dare you prepare a fake painting to fool me!" Mrs. Bo, who was already dissatisfied with Li Qiyu, exploded at this moment.
"Fake?" Li Qiyu turned his head and saw several servants holding two paintings.
A framed famous painting, and another from her, with the canvas unfolded.