Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 160 The Secret of That Painting
The proprietress looked straight at Zhan Nanxiao and muttered to herself, "Like, really like."

"..." Zhan Nanxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a trace of dangerous vigilance in his squinted pupils, "What do you look like?"

"No, it's nothing, old man, since this gentleman wants this painting so much, I can give it to him." After the proprietress finished speaking, she went straight into the back room, her footsteps seeming to be a little eager to escape the scene.

deliver?
Just now, he and Zhan Shiyu spent an hour here with the boss, but they couldn't reach an agreement.

"Your wife knows me?" Zhan Nanxiao looked at the boss with a cold face.

The boss shook his head hurriedly while packing the painting, "She regards this painting as a treasure, and has always said that it is a priceless treasure. It is only given to people who are destined. Maybe Mr. Zhan is the person who is destined in her eyes."

Destined person?Where in this world is there a predestined person for no reason?

But this painting was exactly what he wanted.

Zhan Nanxiao took the painting and handed the boss a black gold card, "[-] million." He didn't like to take advantage for no reason.

Holding the painting, Zhan Nanxiao left straight away.

Holding the black gold card, the boss froze there.

"Like, really like his mother, Lin Huan." The proprietress turned back, staring at Zhan Nanxiao's back in a daze.

"No, I said Lin Shuang, didn't you say that this painting has to wait for Lin Huan to pick it up? Why..."

"It's been 10 years, I'm afraid Lin Huan is no longer in this world, I... I should let it go, let's go, we will leave this city immediately." Lin Shuang looked away.

"Why do you want to leave? You have already made up like this, and you are afraid of being recognized by them?" The boss was puzzled.

"Do you think Mrs. Zhan really just likes this painting? He just wants to find out Lin Huan and I, who are hiding behind this painting, and kill the grass." When Lin Shuang mentioned Mrs. Zhan, his face became extraordinarily dignified.

Holding the painting, Zhan Nanxiao directly dialed Ning Chujin's phone number, but the other party didn't answer at all. He called once and the other party pinched once.

In the end, it turned off directly.

Looking at the blackened phone screen, Zhan Nanxiao's mouth twitched.

Just now I was thinking of staying and getting the painting for his girl, but I didn't notice that his girl was angry?
Because he didn't protect her in time in front of my sister-in-law?

But... my sister-in-law doesn't seem to target his girls as much as before, does she?
After all, Zhan Nanxiao is a gentleman, and he doesn't know much about some minor conflicts between women.

But not being able to contact his girl was a big deal to him.

Zhan Nanxiao decided to save the country with a curve, and dialed Ying Xiaoxiao's cell phone.

inside the car.

Ying Xiaoxiao looked at the jumping number on the phone with a tangled face, and stared at Ning Chujin's side face in the driver's seat, "What should I do, your guy called me."

Ning Chujin didn't even look at it, she directly reached out, grabbed Ying Xiaoxiao's phone, and turned it off.

Ami Tofu, Young Master Zhan, it's not that I won't help you, it's because you are too deadly, and you have offended our little Ningning, even the heavenly king and I can't save you.

Zhan Nanxiao looked at the phone screen with twitching brows, feeling a little irritable.

But at this moment, that cannon fodder Ying Yiyan called, "Hey, Anan, where are you?"

"If you have something to talk about, fart if you have something to do!" Zhan Nanxiao was so angry that it seemed that he could directly burn to Ying Yiyan through radio waves.

Ying Yiyan shook his hands on the other side, almost dropped the phone, and said with a busy smile, "I want to ask you, what is the old lady Zhan's favorite..."

Zhan Nanxiao hung up the phone before he could say the word "good".

Eh—he hit the gun again?

(End of this chapter)