Xiaoxue held her little face and shouted in a slight voice: "Wow, this is grandma and that grandpa!"

The people on the painting are Ye Wushang and Qi Xue.

The background is the camellia garden. Qi Xue snuggled into Ye Wushang's arms. Her beautiful face was filled with a smile that was just beginning to fall in love, lazy and innocent, while Ye Wushang's expression was gentle and thought to be dreaming.

Ye Weilan took a deep breath and kissed Xiaoxue; "Baby, you are really the little lucky star in our family."

The little girl was quite shy and took her little wallet and said softly to the man who bought the painting: "Uncle, Xiaoxue wants to buy grandma and grandpa back to serve as a gift for daddy. Daddy has been thinking about grandma so much recently. Can you not pay too expensive? Otherwise Xiaoxue would have to borrow money from mommy..."

Ye Weilan: "..."

Why is her little daughter so honest?

The person who bought the painting sneered: "You are interested in my painting and can't rob it, so you just make up excuses?"

He looked at Qi Xue on the painting, and there was a demonic love in his eyes: "How could such a beauty be a real person? If someone really looks like this, I will cut off my head and play it as a ball for you!"

Ye Weilan: "..."

Xiaoxue blinked her little round eyes, and in her simple little head, she imagined the scene of kicking this uncle's head as a ball, and then covered her little head and collapsed; "Mommy, it's so terrible!"

Ye Weilan twitched the corners of her lips.

Later the organizer came out and said coldly, "Miss, if you cannot prove that this painting belongs to your family, we have the right to deal with it, and your current behavior is enough to be invited to have tea."

Ye Weilan rolled up the picture, opened his phone, found a family photo, and placed it in front of the two of them: "Is this enough?"

On the picture, Qi Ye and Xiao Yechen's face, which is completely inherited from Qi Xue's beauty, is clearly displayed.

The other party widened his eyes in disbelief.

Ye Weilan put away his phone; "Now, it's up to me to ask this gentleman, why does my mother's painting appear here?"

Xiaoxue hugged Ye Weilan's legs, looked at the shocked man, shook his head, and shouted loudly: "Mommy, Xiaoxue doesn't want to play this uncle's head as a ball. It's so scary. Xiaoxue won't play football in the future, and don't watch Brother Bubble and brother play football..."

Ye Weilan: "..."

Good guy, she scared her little daughter out of her psychological shadow.

Ye Weilan patted his daughter: "Don't worry, baby, uncle is just saying that he won't really do it."

Xiaoxue blinked her bright round eyes and wondered: "But didn't mommy say that she had to do it when she said it? If she couldn't do it, she wouldn't be a good child, then this uncle is not a good child..."

other side:"……"

The organizer had no choice but to ask Ye Weilan to go to the backstage to discuss the ins and outs of the painting.

Ye Weilan held her little daughter and came to the backstage. She was thinking all the way, whose hand this painting came from.

Qi Xue and Ye Wushang on the picture seem to be in love.

If you find the painter, Qi Xue and Ye Wushang may be able to clearly understand the past.

"Mrs. I'm sorry, we bought this painting from others, and I don't know..."

The paintings of rich families suddenly appeared at the auction for no reason, and they were a little disgraceful no matter how they thought.
Chapter completed!