Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update of the book, I married the protagonist and his uncle's latest chapter!The old saying is right, no matter how powerful a woman is, she will become shy and tender when she meets a man she likes.

Chu Chu even vowed to her a few days ago that love at first sight would never happen to her. As a result, it appeared today, and there are surprises everywhere in life.

Regardless of the authenticity of Tang Yin’s painting, the specifications of this auction are really high. In the next auction, the price of the antique collection did not exceed 700 million yuan in the painting of Tiger Roaring Mountain, but the highest was five. Billion.

Dongfang Chu and Wen Ruoshui are two antique idiots, so they don't dare to ask for a price at will. If you buy it here, you might as well go to an acquaintance to help you find someone to buy it. At least you can determine the authenticity.

If there are fakes in this place, whoever can make sense!

So much so that a picture of "Autumn Scenery of Mountains and Streams" by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong appeared at the auction. They wanted to shoot, but they didn't dare to do it because they were afraid of encountering fakes again.

"He took it." Dongfang Chu pulled Wen Ruoshui and looked at the man sitting in the front row, somewhat worried: "What if it is a fake? Can you think of a way to remind him?"

"You didn't know someone, so you started to help him feel sorry for the money?" Wen Ruoshui gave her a violent shudder and joked.

"You will make fun of me." Dongfang Chu pretended to be angry and aggrieved: "This kind of auction is a waste of time when you come here. You said that their boss is not afraid of ruining the reputation, how dare to sell fakes?"

"Perhaps their boss didn't know that it was fake." Wen Ruoshui felt that at auctions of such a high standard, they were looking for appraisals from China's top antique artists and would not be deliberately fake.

The painting should have been an accident. Except for Huo Ci, no one recognized it as a fake, and he didn't know how he saw it at a glance.

Dongfang Chu was still worried that the painting was fake. The person was cheated of money to buy a fake, but she didn't know anyone, let alone remind them.

In the end, I watched him take the "Autumn Scenery of Mountains and Streams" at a price of 80 million yuan.

Huo Ci glanced at him suspiciously. This person is sick. If he wants to paint, he should just stay and buy the painting at his own auction.

Nangong Lengyu didn't understand antique calligraphy and painting, but looked at Huo Ci as if he knew the goods very well. I didn't know if he really understood or pretended to understand, and asked him: "There are no fakes after this?"

Huo Ci nodded: "They are all genuine."

Nangong Lengyu curled his lips, not believing him: "How do you know that Tang Yin's paintings are fake?"

Huo Ci pointed to his eyes and smiled triumphantly and arrogantly: "I don't have any bright eyes, just wait and see if I don't believe it."

How did he know? Of course, he had seen it before. Grandpa's original work was there. If Grandpa said he was the second collector of China, no one would dare to say the first.

Grandpa was relatively low-key, and would not find anyone to show off his collection. Few people in China knew what he had collected.

He grew up in a pile of antiques since he was a child, and there are many genuine ones. What is real and what is fake can be distinguished at a glance.

At the end of the auction.

Dongfang Chu and Wen Ruoshui just got up, they were stopped by others.

The visitor gave them an exquisite long wooden box and respectfully said: "This is a gift from our husband to the two young ladies. I hope you like it."

Dongfang Chu already had a bold guess in his heart, and he subconsciously looked at the VIP seat. The man did not know when he had left.

Wen Ruoshui looked at her dumbfounded, as if she was hooked away, and looked at the person in front of her: "Sorry, we can't accept it."

They can’t ask for something strangers give, no matter what.

"Mr. said that meeting is fate, and the two don't have to have any burden." The man looked sincere.

Wen Ruoshui wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted.

"This is the heart of others, so please keep your second sister-in-law!" Huo Ci took the long wooden box with great interest and opened it to take a look. It really is "Autumn Scenery of Mountains and Streams".

The man who sent the painting had completed the task, had already retired, and disappeared for a while, Dongfang Chu wanted to find someone but couldn't find it.

"Why did he send you to paint?" Nangong Lengyu stared fiercely at Huoci, nosy, who told him to accept: "If that guy has bad intentions, you will wait for me."

"What is bad intentions?" Huo Ci smiled and stretched out his tone, sternly: "What can be the reason why a man gives a woman a gift? The hero is sad for the beauty!"

Dongfang Chu's face flushed transparently: "Don't talk nonsense here."

"Otherwise, what else can it be?" Huo Ci still knows men very well.

That guy must have fallen in love with one of them, but if he had fallen in love with the second wife, he would definitely goug his eyes and chop off his hands.

"You know him!" Wen Ruoshui looked at Huo Ci, but didn't take the painting: "You should return this thing to him, no matter what the reason, we can't ask for it."

"Don't tell me, don't you want to take a picture? I don't want it to be delivered." Huo Ci blushed at Dongfang Chu, and guessed something.

The guy who co-authored was attracted to Dongfang Chu, and it is very likely. To be honest, she is also a big beauty, and she can be evenly matched with the second wife.

"If you don't go, we will go by ourselves." Wen Ruoshui actually had other ideas in his heart. If they go to pay them back, Chu Chu can take this opportunity to see the man: "Give us his contact information. ."

"I don't, I don't know him." Huo Ci was telling the truth.

Nangong Lengyu kicked his calf.

"You murdered!" Huo Ci jumped up painfully, distorting a handsome face exaggeratedly: "I really don't know him."

The eldest brother couldn't find the specific information of that guy, he just glanced at the information, what can he know, this little white face is getting more and more accurate, and see if he goes back to clean up her.

Nangong Lengyu buttoned his collar, approached him and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What do you want?"

Huo Ci is a bastard, if you don't see rabbits or scatter eagles, and don't give him benefits, he won't do good deeds and help others easily. It's too hateful.

"Take a bath, one month." Huo Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned close to her ear, and sighed.

Nangong Lengyu's body suddenly stiffened, and she was out of breath, gritted her teeth: "Go!"

Huo Ci lifted his foot and left, neat and tidy. She didn't know how she reacted so badly when she mentioned this. Everyone was a man. What happened to her taking a bath together?Maybe she feels that she is too small, and she is afraid of hurting her self-esteem with him?

Nangong Lengyu watched him say to leave and leave, wishing to kill him, forget it, and can't do that, so he can only compromise, ran two steps to catch up, clasped his arm, and squeezed the words between his teeth: "Wash your feet. ."