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!”

said this, Zhan Nanqing abruptly turned back

this painting

It definitely was.

Qipei

the surprise still not faded from Zhan Qipei’s

was this painting

from the countryside,

puzzled and confused, Qiao Jing

intended

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

indifferently over the painting, “Old Master

a painting? What a joke! Everybody knows Master Han, though exceptional in the art of traditional Chinese painting, is in poor health and seldom picks up the brush. This has led to his paintings

be bothered to waste her breath arguing with

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 had been caring for his health,

when he heard that she got married—albeit temporarily—he still prepared this gift

Jing said and turned to look at Lou

took a photo and sent it to my

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

likes Master Han’s work, and he said he hopes you could sell it

sale.” Qiao Jing

hadn’t expected Qiao Jing

cleaner at the research institute; once she made her offer, Qiao Jing would surely

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 in

Jing’s words left Lou Xinrou speechless and unable to come up with any response for the

bullied by Qiao Jing

unreasonable? Xinrou spoke to you in a nice tone, and

being unreasonable? Whose logic is that? The logic of the Zhan Family? Or the Lou Family?” Qiao Jing said

“You—”

Qipei called

“Brother, she—”

selling, are you going to force her?” Zhan Qipei said as he fiddled with his

Sit down, and eat.

yet gracefully without losing

so deliciously, all three unconsciously turned their gaze to the dishes

ordinary home-cooked dishes, but could

better than the ones prepared by the professional

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

in

it really this delicious? Is this sure

day? No wonder

one after another, thinking that if there was even the slightest displeasure

after tasting the

in their mouths,

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