The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Su Xiaomo's eyebrows frowned, "Why go to that house?"

"Why not?" He Jiayu asked indifferently.

"Eh ... it's nothing." Su Xiaomo chuckled twice, He Jiayu face was not worried, and drove the car to Qingqing Gallery without a word.

The gallery is unique and very emotional.

When Su Xiaomo just entered, a frivolous sound | Liu Liu sounded: "Mo baby, you are coming."

I go!

This is really here!

Su Xiaomo shook off the goosebumps.

He Jiayu heard the movement and looked sideways.

A man with a shawl, his face was pretty, and he was not tall, about one meter seven, with a cigar in his hand, a literary decadent fan.

"Do you know?" He Jiayu asked lightly.

Su Xiaomo was indifferent and could not tell, but the man sneered: "This is your husband? It looks very low."

"(# ‵ ′) Damn! Are you sick?" Su Xiaomo scolded politely.

"Oh?" The man smoked a cigar and sprayed a white mist from his nostril. "You reacted, it seems you didn't answer the phone last night."

phone?

He Jiayu was not enthusiastic about painting exhibitions, and suddenly brought her to this gallery. I'm afraid it wasn't whim, but ... to this man's appointment.

Su Xiaomo was upset.

"Let's go." She dragged He Jiayu.

He Jiayu is usually mild, but this will be very tough, raising his eyebrows and looking at the smoking man: "You are?"

"Shangguanqing."

He Jiayu shrugged: "I haven't heard of it."

Shang Guanqing narrowed her smile, and her forehead was beating. "You haven't heard of me?"

He is currently a well-known young painter in China.

"No." He Jiayu calmly said, "Maybe you are too garbage, so I haven't heard of it."

"You--!" Shang Guanqing was annoyed and sneered at Su Xiaomo: "I see, I want your husband to humiliate me, right? Isn't it just a broken doctor? Drag what! Su Xiaomo, please You came here to tell you that yesterday you ignored me, and today I can't afford you to climb high! "

...... This is the late stage of the second disease.

Su Xiaomo wiped his cold sweat and whispered: "Don't be angry, he is a neurosis."

He Jiayu smiled softly: "Go back and settle accounts with you!"

With a narrowed neck, Su Xiaomo snuggled up in his arms, exclaiming sweetly: "Husband, they are in love with the painting, can you buy it for others?"

"Okay, wife, what do you want?" He Jiayu was gentle as water.

Shang Guanqing's internal injury looking aside: "Hey! Don't treat me as if I don't exist, OK?"

"Shut up!" Su Xiaomo gave him a glance, and Shang Guanqing immediately became honest.

"I want this, this and this ..." Su Xiaomo pointed at him casually, and Shang Guanqing rolled his eyes. "Come on, don't swell your face to make you fat. Those three paintings are my works. More than a million, he is a little doctor, can he afford it? "

"Hehe." He Jiayu smiled and found a card.

Shang Guanqing gave a glance, his face changed.

Not a credit card, it's a savings card!

It means that people have at least one million in cash!

day! Who is Su Xiaomo married to?

But then I thought about it, maybe I used all the belongings to pretend ...

The next second, he was speechless.

He Jiayu said faintly: "Except for this gentleman's painting, I have all the paintings in the gallery today."