Chapter 30: Chapter 28: The Meal Qiao Jing Made Instantly Conquered Her Mother-in-law and Sister-in-law

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Quack—quack—”, the sound of plucking and tucking, the movements extremely skilled, obviously not the first time.

Such a sight, honestly unbearable to watch.

After a while, Zhan Nanqing couldn’t sit still anymore and began to find fault and nitpick.

“This sofa is too uncomfortable to sit on, it’s both hard and pokey. Brother, let me find someone to change it to a new set of sofas for you?”

“And these pieces of furniture, aren’t they lacking in class?”

“There’s not even a single wall decoration.” When Zhan Nanqing said this, her eyes landed on the painting hanging beside the flower rack.

On the painting, two cats were teasing a grasshopper.

“Oh my, who painted this? It’s so ugly? Throw it away.” Zhan Nanqing approached the painting and was about to tear it down.

Just then, Lou Xinrou’s loud shout suddenly rang out.

“Don’t! Don’t throw it away!”

Zhan Nanqing was startled and turned to look at Lou Xinrou, “What’s wrong?”

Lou Xinrou hurried over, her eyes wide as she looked up and down the painting, her surprise growing more apparent the longer she looked.

The way Lou Xinrou acted caught the attention of Zhan Qipei and Su Manhan, not for any other reason but because Lou Xinrou’s grandfather, Old Master Lou, was the chairman of the Empire Calligraphy and Painting Association, Lou Pinshu.

Lou Xinrou had grown up by Lou Pinshu’s side, learning through observation and imitation, and had achieved some success in researching calligraphy and paintings.

It was because of this that Zhan Qipei and others were puzzled by Lou Xinrou’s strange behavior.

“This, this, this painting—” Lou Xinrou trembled with excitement.

“What’s wrong? Xinrou, is there a problem with this painting?” Zhan Nanqing couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“It’s true! It’s true! I’m not mistaken, this painting is a work by Master Han Zhiyu!”

When Lou Xinrou said this, the room fell into stunned silence!

Han Zhiyu! The most famous contemporary painter, known for his cat paintings.

Once, one of his paintings was auctioned for over three hundred million—a sky-high price!

“Han Zhiyu? How—how is that possible? I remember he’s old and has stopped painting!”

Nanqing abruptly turned back to

this painting

It definitely was.

Qipei frowned in

faded from Zhan Qipei’s face, the three

painting really Qiao

this be possible? Qiao Jing, a girl from the countryside, how

and confused, Qiao Jing came out from

intended for Zhan Qipei, unrelated to

you get this painting from?” Lou Xinrou couldn’t wait to

over the painting, “Old Master Han gave

the art of traditional Chinese painting, is in poor health and seldom picks up

couldn’t be bothered to

Han Zhiyu. In fact, because of his declining health and his search for medical help, he had eventually come to her. Over the past two years, she

few days ago, when he heard that she got married—albeit temporarily—he still prepared this gift and had the

believe a word Qiao Jing said and turned to look

seriousness, “I took a photo and sent it to my grandfather just now, and he

Qipei looked toward Qiao Jing, his dark and inscrutable gaze filled with inquiry and

grandfather really likes Master Han’s work, and he said he hopes you could sell it to him. You

Qiao

hadn’t expected Qiao Jing to

Qiao Jing was just a cleaner at the research institute;

a token of Old Master Han’s sincerity. Even if I were desperate for money, I wouldn’t sell it, not to mention—” Qiao Jing’s eyebrows lifted slightly, her tone changing as she continued her own thought: “I’m not

speechless and unable to come up with any

Lou Xinrou being bullied by Qiao Jing and immediately stepped forward

how can you be so unreasonable? Xinrou spoke to you in a

coerce a sale? Not selling means I’m being unreasonable? Whose logic is that? The logic of the Zhan Family? Or the Lou Family?” Qiao Jing said with an annoyed look as she spoke to Zhan Nanqing and Lou

“You—”

Nanqing!” Zhan Qipei called out

“Brother, she—”

If she’s not selling, are you going to force her?” Zhan Qipei said as he fiddled with

Sit down, and eat.

gracefully without losing

weren’t hungry, but seeing Zhan Qipei eating so deliciously, all three unconsciously turned their gaze

all ordinary home-cooked dishes, but could they really taste

better than

was the first to sit down, not because she was greedy, but because

putting it in her mouth, the next second Su Manhan’s eyes lit

delicious? Is this sure

son eats this every day? No wonder she noticed her son had gained

thinking that if there was even the slightest displeasure in taste, they would

tasting

were in their mouths,

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