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

It definitely was.

Qipei frowned

Zhan Qipei’s face, the three realized that he

was this painting really

this be possible? Qiao Jing, a girl from the countryside, how could she possibly own a Han

and confused, Qiao Jing came out from the kitchen with

ready.” Qiao Jing’s words were intended for Zhan

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

the painting, “Old Master Han gave

you 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 being priceless and scarce in the market.

Jing couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath

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

he heard that she got married—albeit temporarily—he still prepared this gift and had the painting

said and turned to look at Lou Xinrou, “Xinrou, are you sure this painting is

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

Qiao Jing, his

Xinrou approached Qiao Jing, “My grandfather really likes Master Han’s work, and he said he hopes you could sell it

for sale.” Qiao Jing

Qiao Jing to decline

cleaner at the research institute; once

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

speechless and unable to come up with any response for the

Xinrou being bullied by Qiao Jing and immediately stepped forward to speak up for Lou

Xinrou

Are you trying to coerce a sale? Not selling means I’m being unreasonable? Whose logic is that? The

“You—”

Zhan Qipei called out

“Brother, she—”

Zhan Qipei said as he fiddled with his chopsticks, looking at the seven or eight dishes on the table,

Sit down, and eat.

gracefully without

seeing Zhan Qipei eating so deliciously, all three unconsciously turned their gaze to the dishes on the

ordinary home-cooked dishes, but could they really taste

tasty, there’s no way they could be better than the ones prepared

to sit down, not because she was greedy, but because she wanted to

of twice-cooked pork and putting it in

really this delicious? Is this sure it’s

every day? No wonder she noticed her son had gained some

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

tasting the

dishes were in their mouths, they really couldn’t find fault with

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