The opening sign to a mother-in-law of the richest man

"Maple." Su Xinyue snuggled in Chen Feng's arms and asked with a smile, "After buying these paintings back, how do you plan to destroy them? Just throw them in the trash can or set them on fire?"

"It's all up to you." Chen Feng replied pettingly.

"Use it to paste the wall like on TV? Or sell it to scrap collectors, but it shouldn't be sold for a lot of money."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Leave it at home, you can tear it to play when you are in a bad mood."

These words caused Su Xinyue to laugh.

She clenched her pink fist and gently punched Chen Feng's hard chest: "When I am in a bad mood, wouldn't you come to coax me?"

Chen Feng nodded: "I'll coax you while tearing paper with you."

Su Xinyue's lips murmured: "Then I don't want to tear paper to play, I want to tear your clothes to play, it will be more relieved!"

Being stared straight at by his fiancee's big clear and innocent eyes, Chen Feng couldn't help raising his hand and pinching her waist.

He lowered his voice, leaned to her ear, and said with a smirk: "Yueyue, I will let you play when I get home. It is not good to be watched by so many people now."

Made!

The single dogs onlookers have lost their eyes.

Knowing that it is not good to show affection in public, you two have sprinkled dog food sweetly for so long, is this really appropriate!

Especially Sun Yaoyang, trembling with anger, blue veins on his forehead violently.

He looked at Chen Feng, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Chen Feng, if a talented female painter like Su Xinyan stood here today and criticized my father for his average painting skills, then I have no complaints.

But you, the garbage that only delivers takeaways, also pointed to my father. You are not qualified. I want you to apologize seriously!"

Seeing Sun Yaoyang's unconvinced expression, Chen Feng smiled and said, "A painting that I don't even like, let alone Yanyan."

"Yanyan?" Sun Yaoyang almost didn't laugh to death, "Don't call her, you are very familiar with her, even my father is only fortunate enough to meet her, and you, this life will never have the opportunity to see her!"

The voice just fell.

The phone rang.

Chen Feng took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and curled his lips: "Hey, Yanyan."

"Humph!" Sun Yaoyang hummed a gas from his nostrils disdainfully.

Say Su Xinyan, Su Xinyan can call him?

Even the TV series dare not act so punctually.

The people around also ridiculed Chen Feng.

"This kid is addicted to acting."

"Is the phone turned on?"

"I think Miss Su is also an actor he paid for."

Chen Feng ignored everyone's ridicule, and chatted with Su Xinyan.

Then, he smiled and said, "Yanyan, is it convenient for you to start the video now?"

After obtaining Su Xinyan's consent, Chen Feng made a video call with her.

In the video, Su Xinyan is lying on the sofa in the living room, drinking yogurt comfortably.

A little bit of milky white yogurt stuck to the corners of her lips, she stretched out her little tongue and quickly licked it into her mouth.

Seeing several paintings in Chen Feng's background, she jumped up from the sofa, sat upright with her knees folded, and asked curiously: "Chen Feng, where are you?"

"I'm in the art gallery." Chen Feng answered truthfully.

Su Xinyan nodded: "If you don't look at my paintings, run to see other people's paintings, Chen Feng, I tell you, if you do this, I will be jealous."

"These paintings can't compare with yours."

As Chen Feng said, he pointed his phone at the white tiger picture on the wall: "Yanyan, what do you think of this painting?"

Su Xinyan glanced seriously.

"The painting is average, about the same level as when I was twelve."

After a pause, she patted her head: "Chen Feng, in fact, I just called you just to ask you some details about "Sit and Love". If you didn't mention the painting, I almost forgot. "

When Su Xinyue heard this, her eyebrows frowned slightly: "Sister Si, what sitting, love, are you and Chen Feng already..."

She looked at Chen Feng, her eyes sharp as if she was examining a criminal.

"Yes, "Sit·Love" was completed by Chen Feng and I. His technique is better than mine. Thanks to him teaching me last night."

After Su Xinyan explained, she hurriedly said: "Eldest Sister's TV series has started, I'm going to follow the show, let's hang up!"

The phone hangs up.

The gallery is quiet.

The atmosphere became depressing.

Everyone stared at Chen Feng, their eyes were complicated and their hearts moved violently.

Su Xinyan:

Chen Feng, you bastard!You have only met your fourth sister for one day, and you actually did that kind of disgusting thing at night!

Scumbag!

Beasts!!!

Sun Yaoyang:

Wipe, this kid really knows Su Xinyan, can't you go to deliver food without a background?

Su Xinyan also said that my dad's paintings are so average, is it really that bad??

Onlookers single dogs:

Apart from being handsome, this kid is comparable to me. Why can he know so many rich beauties?

And Nima's dog food!

When a dog dies, no couple is innocent!

Su Xinyue pinched Chen Feng's arm severely, and then shouted: "I will buy all these paintings now!"

She is very angry, she is going to tear her breath now!

To say that the most unhappy person is actually Sun Yaoyang.

He sternly snorted, "Miss Su, these paintings are the work of my father's painstaking effort, and they are not used by your rich people to ruin them wantonly."

Su Xinyue raised a finger: "One hundred million."

"It is the most shameful to use money to measure art."

"Two billion."

"Miss Su, please don't use dirty money to humiliate my father's work."

"Three hundred million."

Sun Yaoyang's tone loosened: "Well, since you insist on buying, I will call my father now."

Sun Yaoyang turned around and happily walked aside to call Sun Jingfei.

After the call, his face returned to a serious and unhappy expression when he walked back.

"Chen Feng, although Miss Su will help you speak today, I can't do anything to you, but you insulted my father first. When my father comes over, your apology can't be less!"

"It's really ordinary, I'm telling the truth." Chen Feng said truthfully.

It's not that he despised Sun Jingfei's paintings.

If the change was in the past, he would also appreciate and admire these pictorials just like the people who came to visit the exhibition.

But now, the system has made him a first-class painter, and his level has far surpassed Sun Jingfei.

At a glance, the painting on the wall looked like a three-year-old child's graffiti, which was difficult to catch his eyes.

The people on the side were full of dog food, turned their anger into strength, and rebuked them.

"That is, you owe a solemn apology to Master Sun!"

"You must apologize in front of the media and reporters!"

"I guess you sneaked in and made a hot search, right?"

"Where's the cameraman? Take pictures of this brazen pretender!"

In front of several media and reporters, Chen Feng smiled and asked Sun Yaoyang: "To tell the truth, what is wrong, why should I apologize?"

Seeing Chen Feng's death, Sun Yaoyang sneered: "You don't have to apologize. Since you are so arrogant, then show us your level in front of so many people and let us see what is unusual!"