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

Chapter 510 I'll Destroy This Painting Immediately!
Zhao Chumian said helplessly, "Manman, you accompany me."

She was worried about going to the bathroom, thinking that the person they invited to the party tonight was not a rich lady, a wealthy family, but a terrorist!

"OK……"

Chen Man stood up, smiling and holding Zhao Chumian's arm, "Don't worry brothers, I will definitely bring my sister back safely..."

As soon as she left, Sheng Xifang sat down coldly.

Lu Jin didn't want to sit with him either, so he went to the opposite side.

Someone next to him took out his phone, and the flash fell on his face.

Lu Jin tilted his head, "Don't take pictures, I finally escaped from the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

"what……"

very handsome!
Although he is as afraid to approach as the other big guys, he is still very handsome!

With this smile, she can transform from a girlfriend fan to a mom fan.

Loved it!

I especially love green plums.

She began to envy Zhao Chumian.

If only she had such a bamboo horse!

happy death.

"Master Sheng..."

A familiar voice came from above, Sheng Xifang did not raise his eyes.

He pours wine.

The man struggled with his cane, "Master Sheng, I, I'm here..."

"Get lost." Sheng Xifang said coldly.

He didn't want to hear anything from Mo Yuanhang at all.

Mo Yuanhang showed embarrassment on his face, "We have cooperated for many years. I was confused for a while, and I was punished. For the sake of grandpa, Master Shengda, please forgive me this time..."

"I promise, there will be no next time..."

The cold wind was blowing, Sheng Xifang straddled his long legs, and the bright yellow light shone on Mo Yuanhang's face.

"In order to show my sincerity, I specially prepared a gift for Master Sheng." Mo Yuanhang waved.

The assistant behind him carefully carried a painting forward.

He tore off the wrapping on the painting.

"Auntie's painting?" Song Qiwang looked at it in surprise.

The painting style and the fresh green plants on the painting, if you send Sheng Xifang, it must belong to my aunt.

Sheng Xifang looked at the painting, there was a faint "S" mark underneath.

The painting really looks like it came from my mother's hand.

But the light is chaotic, there are bright and dark, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Master Sheng, this painting is a birthday present for you." Mo Yuanhang said with a smile, "I hope you can let go of the past."

"It's just a painting..."

Sheng Xifang was holding the European-style crystal glass, clasping the rim of the glass with his index finger, "The crimes you committed are not enough to offset."

"Take the painting and get out."

"Master Sheng, this is the authentic work of Song painter! If you don't accept it, I will destroy this painting immediately!" Mo Yuanhang suddenly took the red wine from the wine waiter's plate.

It looked like she was threatening Sheng Xifang.

"I don't like these paintings either, and it doesn't make sense to me, but to you, Master Shengda, it's different..."

"Right?"

"If Master Shengda doesn't want this painting, it will lose its value."

Sheng Xifang's eyes were cold and dark, and his light black eyes were stained with a thin layer of ice.

He got up abruptly.

Standing noble and cold, the corners of his cold mouth curled into a hook.

A huge sense of oppression hit.

Mo Yuanhang tightened his hand holding the wine glass.

He finally got it, but he really didn't dare to splash it.

In front of Sheng Xifang, soiling his mother's posthumous work that he had been looking for so hard, according to his temper...

I'm afraid that I will have a worse life in the future.

Grandpa ordered him to come tonight.

What's more...

He also wanted to be late.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wan Wan's profile, looking at them.

He knew very well that she was looking at Sheng Xifang.

not him.

Suddenly, the assistant screamed.

That painting was splashed with red wine.

Who?
How dare you dirty his painting!
(End of this chapter)