"What? You said that dad gave Qin Xuan the Yunlong Calligraphy Treasure as a birthday gift!" Qin Wenguo couldn't help but became angry and slammed the table, "This is simply nonsense. Who is Qin Xuan, he can also get the Yunlong Calligraphy Treasure?
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Qin Wenguo couldn't help but feel angry. His second son Qin Yun was deposed, and the old man didn't say a word. On his birthday, the old man actually gave away the Yunlong calligraphy treasure that even they were jealous of?
You know, the second brother Qin Wenwen likes these antique pens and inks the most, and he inherited the old man's hobby and loves calligraphy very much. Even so, Qin Wenwen asked the old man many times to give him the Yunlong calligraphy treasure, but the old man did not agree.
A Qin Xuan, the old man actually gave away the Yunlong calligraphy treasure?
"Asking Qin Ying to send it off is really..." Qin Wenguo wanted to curse, but couldn't. That was his biological father. However, this also made him jealous, and he felt even more hatred towards Qin Wende, especially Qin Xuan.
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It was not just Qin Wenguo who was dissatisfied. Qin Wenshu, who had just returned from abroad at the Qin Group headquarters in Kyoto, also got the news immediately and rushed into the Qin family in a hurry.
"Dad, how could you give the Yunlong calligraphy treasure to Qin Xuan?" Qin Wenwen asked angrily.
"Are you questioning me?" Qin Zhonghua paused his writing, with a hint of majesty in his voice. In an instant, Qin Wenwen's anger disappeared and he lowered his head.
"Dad, how dare I. It's just Qin Xuan's birthday. What can a little guy know? You spent nearly 100 million to get the Yunlong calligraphy treasure back from abroad. It's a national treasure. Not to mention me, even you.
He was willing to use it casually, so why did he give it to Qin Xuan?" Qin Wenwen said with a wry smile: "He is a Qin Xuan, and he may not be satisfied with it. If he throws it away, this... isn't this..."
"waste?"
Qin Zhonghua said lightly, looking up at his second son.
Qin Wenwen smiled bitterly and nodded. Of course it was a waste. Not to mention giving it to Qin Xuan, even giving it to Qin Wende was a waste.
"Do I think it's worth it?"
Qin Zhonghua said lightly, "If you have a son or a daughter, which year would I not give you a gift worth 18 million? How many gifts have I given to Qin Xuan in more than ten years? Now I only give him one, and you feel distressed.
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"What? I'm an old guy who's not dead yet, so you think my things are yours?"
Qin Zhonghua said it very seriously, which shows that there is indeed anger in his heart.
He was aggrieved for Qin Wende. If he could tell, he would definitely scold his four sons.
How much has the Qin Wende family paid for the entire Qin family? How much grievances have their family suffered over the years? As a result, you actually treat the Wende family like this. You are reluctant to part with even a dead object. After so many years, the entire Qin family owes
How many are they?
It's a pity that Qin Zhonghua can't say these words.
Qin Wenwen was also stunned, looking at his father blankly, and then suddenly lowered his head.
"The paperwork is wrong, I will never mention this matter again!" He lowered his head, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes, "But Dad, are you too biased towards Wende?"
He couldn't help but say it, but what he got was a sneer from Qin Zhonghua.
"You say I am biased? If you leave home for seventeen years, I will give you the same gift."
Qin Wenshu was speechless after saying this and could only leave angrily.
Qin Zhonghua shook his head and sighed. He looked at the calligraphy written in his pen and couldn't help but grab it and tear it into pieces.
"Bunch of bastards!"
He was so angry that he calmed down after a long time and returned to the calmness of Mr. Qin. He started writing again and wrote as calmly as a mountain.
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In Jingshui City, after Qin Xuan hung up the phone, he suddenly noticed Mo Qinglian's strange expression.
"What?" Qin Xuan raised his head and asked.
"Qin Xuan, are you celebrating your birthday?" Mo Qinglian's eyes were filled with excitement.
"Well!" Qin Xuan sighed softly, "I haven't had one in many years!"
Thousands of years in the past flashed through his mind, and this growth was filled with countless vicissitudes of the past.
"Uncle and aunt are coming too?" Mo Qinglian's face suddenly turned red and hot.
Qin Xuan laughed, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Can I celebrate your birthday?" Mo Qinglian blurted out as if she had planned it, and immediately her face turned completely red.
Qin Xuan looked at Mo Qinglian quietly, and smiled softly amidst Mo Qinglian's uneasiness.
"It's okay if you want!"
Qin Xuan looked at Mo Qinglian with a half-smile, "Of course, don't tell me my identity. I don't want my parents to know too early."
Mo Qinglian was already prepared to be rejected, but when Qin Xuan suddenly agreed, she was stunned.
She looked at Qin Xuan blankly, and it took her a while to realize what she was doing.
"real?"
Mo Qinglian was extremely surprised and became extremely excited.
Qin Xuan nodded and smiled, "Yeah!"
He seemed to remember something, "By the way, where do you think it would be better for me to celebrate my birthday?"
Mo Qinglian thought for a moment and said: "Let's go to the water-filled pavilion! It's quiet, and I'll ask my father to invite the best chef from Linhai."
Qin Xuan nodded and said: "That's fine!"
For Qin Xuan's parents, they had not celebrated Qin Xuan's birthday for three years. But for Qin Xuan, he had not celebrated his birthday for ten thousand years, so naturally he wanted to do his best this time.
"I'm going to prepare now..." Mo Qinglian hesitated for a moment, then raised her head and said cautiously: "Do you know what uncle and aunt like?"
Her face turned red again and her voice became lower and lower.
"Do you like... your daughter-in-law?" Qin Xuan couldn't help but laugh. He didn't know what Mo Qinglian was thinking.
Mo Qinglian suddenly blushed and looked at Qin Xuan angrily.
"Just give them as you like. My mother likes simple and simple ones, and my dad...he prefers some antiques." Qin Xuan said with a smile, "Of course, I don't know much, so you can just choose some."
"good!"
Mo Qinglian immediately ran out happily, this was a big deal for her.
Qin Xuan sat alone on the sofa, shook his head slightly, and sighed softly.
It’s been a long time since I last saw you!
Three years? Ten thousand years?
Qin Xuan suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. He didn't know how he would face his parents, but soon, Qin Xuan felt relieved.
let it go!
He shook his head slightly, looked at the clear blue sky, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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Mo Qinglian left in a panic. She first called her father, Mo Jingyun, and asked for top chefs from the eight major cuisines of Shandong, Guangdong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian, Hunan and Anhui.
Mo Jingfeng, who controls the Mo Family Group in Linhai, is naturally very troubled by his daughter's demands. These are the top hotels in Linhai, and his daughter actually wants to leave.
"Qinglian, it's not that dad won't give it to you, but what are you going to do? Are you going to invite Master Qin to a banquet?" Mo Qingfeng's face was full of doubts.
"No, Qin Xuan is celebrating his birthday, and his parents are coming too!" Mo Qinglian said quickly: "Dad, stop asking. If the chef doesn't come over when your uncle and aunt come, your daughter will really have no face to meet people.
Already."
Mo Qinglian hurriedly hung up the phone, and then began to give her
Third uncle Mo Jingyun called.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Mo Jingfeng was stunned after hanging up the phone.
Master Qin is celebrating his birthday? Master Qin’s parents are coming too?
Mo Jingfeng immediately ignored everything else, dropped everything in his hands, and immediately transferred the eight top Linhai chefs that Mo Qinglian wanted to Jingshui City, and then made a call to his father, Mo Zhengfeng.
The entire Mo family seemed to be slightly in chaos because of this news.