Is the cold beauty refusing to marry the wealthy prince today?

After a while, when Yang Xingli, who was on vacation abroad, thought he was sure of winning, the curator called him.

"I'm really sorry Young Master Yang, this painting has already been booked by Mrs. Pei."

"Who?!" Yang Xingli immediately jumped up from the beach chair.

"It's Mrs. Pei."

Yang Xingli bit his back molars, and finally choked out four words after a long time.

"I see."

He buttoned his brown hair irritatedly by the sea breeze, and at this moment his handsome little face was full of dryness.

If it were such a coincidence, the person who robbed me last time was Lord Juan, but this time it was directly replaced by Mrs. Pei.

Mrs. Pei would definitely not be able to win by herself.

How can this be done?

Seeing Fang Qingyan's stubborn appearance, Mrs. Yang couldn't help laughing, "You really are, aren't you afraid that your daughter-in-law knows that you collect other people's works?"

She was really curious about what was so difficult to ask herself to do something.

Mrs. Yang couldn't help laughing when she heard this, "What makes us so hesitant?"

Mrs. Pei pulled Mrs. Yang to sit down, "I thought it was such a big deal, but it turned out to be such a thing. If you are busy with a phone call, it will be fine. Why do you need to make a special trip?"

"So you agreed?" Mrs. Yang was slightly happy.

Mrs. Yang has a nice name, her name is Jiang Wanning.

Standing at the foot of the beach and stepping on the waves, Yang Xingli was holding the phone and talking to the phone.

Her son has always been spoiled by several elder brothers, and he can solve any problems by himself.

But she changed her voice, "But I really need your help with a small favor."

Moreover, Mrs. Pei is a well-known embroidery lover in the circle,
So she definitely won't give in, she can't go to Bai Ling again.

I always feel like it's a bit difficult for my mother.

"Butler Li, get ready, we are going to visit Mrs. Pei."

"My son recently fell in love with a female blogger. That blogger usually does embroidery or something. No, that blogger recently participated in a program called New Year's Ceremony.

After struggling for a whole afternoon, Yang Xingli decided to ask his mother for help.

The smile on Mrs. Yang's face slowly disappeared, "Didn't you just say that it was not easy for me to take a trip?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Yang understood everything.

He really likes this painting, so he can't let his mother compete with Mrs. Pei, right?

"Mom, I need your help with something."

"What? You said Qingyue is..." Mrs. Yang stood up in surprise, but his son didn't mention this to him at all.

Pei Zhiyun was fishing in the pond in the yard. She was almost bored to death, but Pei Zhiyun still thought it was fun. Fang Qingyan was bored eating melon seeds and watching the recording of the National Embroidery Competition on the tablet.

The works of her daughter-in-law must be collected!

Who knew that Fang Qingyan stretched out a finger, "I'm really not afraid. Let me tell you quietly, Qingyue is actually Bailing, so...you understand?"

However, the corner of Mrs. Pei's mouth sank, "I'm sorry, if it were someone else, I would agree, but I won't let Qingyue's works out."

"Ningning, you finally came to see me, but you haven't come to see me for a long time."

Finally, someone came to play with her, and she was almost moldy.

……

And this work is so amazing, she wants to get it no matter what.

"Others' works are easy to discuss, but Qingyue's works are not." Mrs. Pei insisted that she would not cede it.

Mrs. Yang walked out of the gate of Pei's house, got in her car and immediately called her son.

When Mrs. Pei received Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Yang happened to walk to the door.

That brat Yang Xingli is still very discerning, and he actually likes the same person as her.

"Walk, go, go pick someone up!"

"Son, don't even think about that painting, you won't be able to buy it anymore."

……

"Mom, I fell in love with a person, so I want to collect that person's work, but now I have a problem. Mrs. Pei also likes that work, so..." Yang Xingli was a little hard to speak.

"So that's how it is. Now that Lili has already made up his mind, then mom will go and help you." Mrs. Yang didn't ask or say anything else, she just told him cheerfully that she was willing to help.

Her daughter-in-law looked amazing in the competition.

When Fang Qingyan heard this, he immediately threw back the melon seeds in his hand.

Ever since the children left, Fang Qingyan felt that life was much more boring.

Because after Mrs. Yang, his son is not the kind of child who does not know etiquette and ignorance. He must have thought carefully before speaking to himself, which proves that he really likes that work and can't put it down. Go fight for your son.

"Madam, Madam Yang is here to visit."

"It's mine, isn't it? Didn't I come to make amends for you?" Mrs. Yang smiled and pulled Mrs. Pei to reminisce about the past. The two sisters seemed to have endless things to say when they met.

"Thank you mom!" Yang Xingli was very happy.

Fang Qingyan already knew what happened when he heard the second half, but he didn't expect such a coincidence.

"I think you just don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do."

My son really likes her work and wants to collect it. Who knows that I called her and asked, and it was collected by you. So, my son asked me to ask if you can give up? "

Mrs. Yang's father was a famous scholar back then, so he gave Mrs. Yang such a poetic and picturesque name.

Mrs. Pei couldn't help but laugh, "I knew it would be bad for you to come to the door on time, so tell me what's the matter."

On the other hand, Fang Qingyan looked proud, "Yes. But there are not many people who know about it, so don't tell it."

As soon as Yang Xingli opened her mouth to know her son, she knew that the other party had thought about it for a long time.

"You don't come here, you are just as good as others, but if you want to deceive me, you have chosen the wrong person." Fang Qingyan gave her a reproachful look, "Whoever doesn't know, you have the most relatives in the Yang family. The first day of junior high school I can't finish walking until the tenth day of the lunar new year, can you come to see me when you have time?"

Because she is a little sister whom I know, Mrs. Pei doesn't have to care about anything when she speaks.

"What can I think about, but I just miss you." Mrs. Yang pretended to be serious.

"Okay, I got it, thank you mom." Yang Xingli didn't expect his mother to speak up in person, and Mrs. Pei still refused to cede it.

Hearing her son's lost voice, Jiang Wanning tentatively asked: "Do you know who Qingyue's true identity is?"

"do not know."

"That's Bai Ling, Fang Qingyan's daughter-in-law. Do you think she can give her love to you? That's still Pei Juan's daughter-in-law, son. How about we choose someone else?"

I don't like it!