long love becomes ill

Chapter 188 Eyes like black grapes, wet and attractive
When the guests saw that Miss Li's Fourth Miss came up with a fresh idea, they all sat on the seats with some interest, waiting for Li Jiao to draw a gift to open their eyes.

The first gift drawn out was a gift from the Liu family in the city, an English thoroughbred horse.

While everyone was in an uproar, someone had already brought this British thoroughbred horse over. They saw that this brown horse had shiny black fur, strong limbs, full of explosive power, and a very graceful posture when walking. It was obviously well-trained.

Qing Huan recognized that Ms. Liu was the round-faced girl who often followed Li Jiao and Wei Yuanyuan, she couldn't help lowering her eyes, and pursed her mouth.

"Wendy is an adult thoroughbred horse with a gentle temperament, suitable for girls to ride." Miss Liu Jia gave a brief introduction, and then a special appraiser stepped forward to appraise it.

"It's a British mixed-breed horse, worth about 80 yuan." The appraiser said.

A horse of this quality, even if it is a mixed breed, is still very good. Everyone nodded in praise.After all, the best thoroughbred horses are expensive.

The second gift drawn out was unusual, it was a set of jewelry from the daughter of the Yang family, with an estimated price of 120 million.

Seeing that there was actually an appraiser, Qing Huan frowned, and stretched out her hand to pull Li Shenmu who was talking with someone.

In the open-air venue, Li Shenmu was sitting on the middle seat. The man had a handsome face, listening elegantly and politely to the conversation of several uncles who had a close relationship with him.

"Huh?" The man asked in a low voice, his eyes fell on her green fingers, and she seemed to like to tug on his cuff buttons.

The corner of Li Shenmu's mouth curled up.

"I took a snuff bottle from your collection room, it's in the shape of a deer, do you remember?" Qing Huan approached him and asked softly.

The man looked down at her face that was close at hand, his black grape-like eyes were wet and exuded a seductive aura.

Before Li Shenmu could speak, Qing Huan heard and took out her gift.

Her eyebrows and eyes are slightly cold.

"Miss Gu Qinghuan from Li Mansion, a snuff bottle."

Everyone was talking about it, how could someone give gifts and snuff bottles?
Li Shenmu's long and narrow phoenix eyes deepened, and he said solemnly: "Go, it's okay."

Qing Huan stood up, calmly walked to the front of the host stage, and glanced at the celebrities who were talking about it.

The small snuff bottle had already been found out from a pile of presents and brought to the front of the stage.Comparing the delicate and cute snuff bottles with the expensive racehorses, you can see the difference immediately.

In the open venue, in the beautiful sea of ​​flowers created by blue and purple flowers, the words of everyone's discussion came without a word.

Qing Huan smiled slightly, took the snuff bottle, and speaking into the microphone, said lightly: "This snuff bottle was produced during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. Some time ago, I heard that Grandpa Li wanted to collect a set of snuff bottles, and there was only one snuff bottle left. This thing was bought at the auction and given to my sister as an engagement gift."

To put it bluntly, this thing is for Li Jiao to send flowers to the old man of the Li family.

Standing in front of the children of many aristocratic families in Nanyang, Qing Huan, with exquisite and soft features, smiled neither humble nor overbearing and told the source of the snuff bottle. Looking at Li Jiao's somewhat ugly face, a shuddering pleasure flashed in her heart.

"You're lying." Wei Yuan, who had been standing behind Li Jiao as a best friend, screamed angrily, "This is a junk thing, a street stall."

"You can ask the appraiser to take a look." Qing Huan smiled and looked at Wei Yuanyuan with some pity.

That's right, she lied, but no matter whether the snuff bottle was a treasure or a street stall, she was invincible.

Today she called Sister Li Jiao, and moved out the old man of the Li family. Even if the appraiser identified something that was not as good as shit, he would not dare to say it and get involved in the Li family's affairs.

Qing Huan smiled secretly, Li Jiao just stayed with Wei Yuanyuan for a long time, and her methods became more and more substandard.

(End of this chapter)