Bai Qingluo: Such a vulgar greeting is simply an insult to the master’s personality!
Mr. Zhong was obviously stunned, and then he said with unclear meaning: "Little girl, do you know when is the most valuable time for a painter's works?"
Lu Wanwan showed an expression of "I would like to hear the details".
Zhong Laodao: "When he died."
Everyone: Is this really the case?
The corner of Lu Wanwan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but look at Li Jingchen. Isn't this Mr. Zhong the reincarnation of a gangster? He always goes against her.
The next second, Li Jingchen said: "Grandpa Zhong, have you had enough fun?"
Mr. Zhong turned to look at him: "Huh? I don't understand what you mean."
Li Jingchen said calmly, "Isn't it just because I got a wife earlier than your grandson? Do you need to be so envious and jealous?"
As soon as Li Jingchen said these words, everyone around him came to his senses.
Well, given the years of friendship between Mr. Zhong and Grandpa Li Jingchen, why are they so worried about Lu Wanwan? This is nothing more than teasing between the elders and the younger ones.
"You brat!" After Zhong Lao laughed and cursed, he said to the Zhong parents and grandchildren who were supporting him: "Did you hear that? You are mocking me in person, why don't you get some points?"
Sun Qingyue, Zhong's parent, smiled and presented a scroll to Lu Wanwan: "Miss Lu, this is a meeting gift from my grandfather to you, and it is also a gift to congratulate the two of you on your wedding."
Hearing this, the people around him widened their eyes and salivated.
The famous painting that they couldn't even get a lot of money for at auction ended up in Lu Wanwan's hands so easily?
Bai Qingluo's pretty face was ashen, isn't this a waste of natural resources! Will Lu Wan appreciate it at the party?
Li Jingchen said: "Grandpa Zhong gave it to you, just accept it."
"Thank you, Grandpa Zhong." After Lu Wanwan reached out to take it, he smelled a faint fragrance coming from the wooden box containing the scroll, a bit like sandalwood.
Mr. Zhong then joked: "Little girl, remember, if you want to auction my paintings, you have to wait until I die in the future to make them more valuable."
Lu Wanwan said seriously: "Then I hope you live a long life."
"No wonder that old guy calls you sweet-tongued on the phone every day. Come on, come on, come with me."
After Mr. Zhong finished speaking, he asked Lu Wanwan to hold his other hand and walked towards the main stage.
When Li Jingchen saw that they were getting along, he did not follow them. Instead, he sipped champagne and socialized nonchalantly.
At the same time, Mr. Zhong whispered to Lu Wanwan: "During this period, the old man often told me on the phone that he had wronged you."
Hearing this, Lu Wanwan was slightly startled.
Mr. Zhong then said: "The old guy also said that if he sees you again one day, he will definitely say sorry to you personally."
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After Li Jingchen drank the champagne, he suddenly frowned and was about to go to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he bumped into a waiter.
The waiter didn't hold the tray firmly, and all the wine poured onto Li Jingchen's clothes.
A dark light flashed in the eyes of the waiter, and he said in panic: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li! I didn't mean it!"
Li Jingchen didn't like to make any noise and said: "No problem."
The waiter hurriedly said: "Young Master Li, your clothes are soaked through. Can I take you to the room on the second floor to dry them?"