After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 408 You Are Violating Me...

"Mom, do you think your daughter is the kind of person who is often bullied?" She put her arm on Zhao's mother, "I am not bullied, don't worry."

"Don't worry..."

Zhao Chumian looked at her mother's gentle side face, "Then let's go home now, shall we take this imitation apart and have a look, are we right?"

The way this painting is framed is a bit strange, it feels thicker than ordinary ancient paintings, if you read correctly, there is another painting under the imitation.

If you're lucky, it's the real thing. If you're unlucky, it doesn't matter, you picked it up for nothing.

Just as the mother and daughter got out of the car, Father Zhao, with messy hair, ran out in his pajamas.

"Wife..."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

"I thought you abandoned me..."

Zhao's father hugged Zhao's mother, "Well... Wife, I miss you so much..."

Zhao Chumian took the painting from her mother and stood beside her eating dog food.

They have been married for 30 years, and they are still so loving, and their father is so clingy, how can their mother bear it?
Anyway, since they got married, the two have not been separated for more than three days.

Even if you go on a business trip abroad, as long as the time can be adjusted, you must go together.

"Wife..." Zhao's father rubbed Zhao's mother's face, "Hey, Mianmian, you're here too..."

"Thank you for discovering me..." Zhao Chumian walked in with a blank expression.

I'm full of dog food, so I don't have to eat it at noon.

Mother Zhao became fierce, "Zhao Shiqian, stand up for me! Have you sobered up yet?"

"Well, my wife, you are vicious against me..." Father Zhao stood up aggrieved, "You are vicious against me..."

"Do you dare to cry?" Mother Zhao pointed at him.

Father Zhao looked at her with a smirk on his face, "Where did you go? You didn't call me..."

He woke up and his wife was not in bed, so lonely, so lonely, so wronged...

"shop."

"Don't call me when you go shopping, who will pay for you, who will carry your things for you, if you don't want to leave, who will carry you?" Father Zhao stepped forward to hug her again, "Call me to accompany you from now on, okay?"

"You're so drunk that you can't wake up." Zhao's mother pushed him away, "I bought a painting and there is something wrong with it, so go and dismantle it..."

"Honey, give me a kiss first, and I'll go."

Mother Zhao kissed him on the cheek, and Father Zhao smiled like a child.

"I didn't lose face in front of Mianmian last night, did I?"

He remembered talking a lot after he was drunk, and now his throat still hurts...

"No."

"That's good... I still want to image."

How could he care about his image with that coquettish look just now?

Zhao's mother smiled crookedly.

Zhao's father inherited his father's business, and he studied those antique paintings, and he listened to his wife very much, so he put on his glasses and went to study.

Half an hour later, Zhao's father ran out excitedly, "Honey, you are amazing! There is also a Tang Dynasty painting below, worth at least 3000 million."

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao's mother gently squeezed Zhao Chumian's shoulders, "You pack it up and go back to give Dad a Mid-Autumn Festival gift."

"My wife is so nice..."

Zhao Chumian ate the apple, "Envy..."

When will she have the sweet love of her parents?
"Mianmian will be very happy in the future." Mother Zhao's eyes were gentle, "I told you my fortune when I was a child. You will be rich and wealthy, everything will be smooth sailing, you will have a lot of children and grandchildren, and you will live a long life. It is a very, very good fortune."

"Mom, do you believe those?"

"Okay, just believe it."

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"BOSS!"

"You fry the kitchen!"

In the exquisite and spacious kitchen of Xiyuan Villa, Sheng Xifang's white shirt was stained with oil. He looked at the tutorial on the tablet beside him expressionlessly, and recalled what he had just done in his mind.

no problem.

But something always feels wrong.

"Come in and taste."

Du Zhao stood at the door, "Boss, you see that your finished product is not the same thing as the one above. I was poisoned to death. Will you commit a crime and go to jail?"

Sheng Xifang said coldly, "Come in."

"Yes."

Du Zhao walked in with a bitter expression on his face, "Boss, why do you want to learn how to cook? You are an untouchable young master, and you have never been in the kitchen before!"

(End of this chapter)