C17

After taking a nap, Yan Qing Zhou invited Xiang Bei to swim.

The weather was hot, Xiang Bei wanted to swim, but thinking of the traces on her body that had not dissipated, she could only stare at the swimming pool and drool.

Yan Qing Zhou wore black swimming pants and a bathing mirror.

After swimming two rounds, he felt that there was no point in him swimming alone. Thus, he decided to go ashore.

Seeing that Xiang Bei was seated and did not move, Song Miao could only accept his fate and pass him the bathrobe.

When did Bei Bei come to her senses? What a worrisome person.

"Such a great figure!" Xiang Bei beamed, "No wonder those women like to bump into you."

These words were devoid of any interest in eating. It was purely a joke.

Song Miao could only pity his boss for three more seconds.

Yan Qing Zhou handed over the swimming pool mirror to Song Miao and put on his bathrobe. "Your father will be back tomorrow.

Xiang Bei feebly nodded, "Don't forget about me."

Yan Qing Zhou's lips curled up into a smile: "When have I ever forgotten about you?"

"Hehe, that's true. Thus, the light boat is the best."

returned home early for dinner. A group of people were waiting in the living room, led by the person in charge of the auction.

When the man saw Yan Qing Zhou and Xiang Bei, he immediately smiled and came over, then said respectfully: "Greetings, Yantong, greetings to the young miss."

Xiang Bei looked at the people in charge who were carrying boxes, and was completely confused: "What are you doing?"

At this time, Liu Qian Ru spoke up, "Aiyah, Bei Bei, look at you. You didn't even bring your sister to the auction to broaden your horizons, these things were all bought for you by the light boat right? What? This person has to wait for you to come back before he can open the box. How preposterous. "

He headed south to hug Yan Qing Zhou's arm, but the latter had dodged his arm without leaving a trace.

"Brother Qingzhou, what did you buy for sister?"

Xiang Bei was quite shocked by the sounds of "Bei Bei" and "Big Sister". Maybe she was the cheap one, but she actually felt that "damned girl" was a little more pleasing to the ears.

Yan Qing Zhou's gentle eyes deepened.

Xiang Bei was too lazy to bother with those two women, she said to the person in charge: "Did you get it wrong, we didn't buy anything."

The person in charge smiled and said, "It's like this. A VIP asked me to personally deliver these three items to you. Please accept them, Miss."

As he finished speaking, the three chests opened. It was the Heavy Ink Mountain and Water Fan. The blue and white flower vat was in it, and the old man washed it with a peaceful brush.

"This …" Xiang Bei looked at Yan Qing Zhou, he was extremely shocked, didn't the person next door bought all of these things?

"And this." The person in charge did not wait for Xiang Bei to shut her mouth in shock and brought out a long wooden box with both hands.

Xiang Bei's heart jumped when she saw the box, wasn't this the same as...

"This is the work of Elder Wen that was auctioned for 21 million yuan. That mister wants me to ensure that it is handed over to you. To Miss, please accept it."

"Grandfather's …" Xiang Bei's hands trembled as she opened the box. There was no need to specially inspect the painting in the box, it contained the painting that she had wanted but hadn't bought.

Liu Qian Ru and Xiang Nan had already gone mad. If it was 21 million for a painting, how much did it cost?

She headed south with such hatred that her eyes were bleeding. Where the hell did Xiang Bei know such a mysterious rich person? Isn't one Yan Qing Zhou enough?

Yan Qing Zhou looked at Song Miao, and Song Miao immediately went forward to receive the painting.

Yan Qing Zhou smiled and said to the person in charge: "We will accept the things here, we will treat you to tea another day."

The person in charge was someone who understood that Yan Qing Zhou was chasing people away and that it was necessary to "drink tea".