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The further you go back, the more refined the martial arts Xie Tian got, and the more powerful he taught his apprentices.

Although Chen Mo didn't expect Xie Tian to have a system, but he could guess what Yu Jiu Mi Zhen meant.

After bowing and thanking, he left very tactfully.

After learning the whole story, Wen Wan still put on a lukewarm attitude: "Young Master Xie, congratulations! There is nothing else, I will withdraw first."

When the matter developed to this point, how could Xie Tian not bow his head, and immediately held Wen Wan's hand in a stern manner.

"open!"

"Don't let it go."

The two were arguing, when suddenly there was a coughing sound.

It turned out to be Yue Zixing!

Xie Tian immediately let go, gentle and embarrassing, hiding behind Xie Tian's back.

"Mr. Xie! Just now, Manager Dong and the others said that they would clean up Mr. Wen..."

Xie Tian glanced at Wen Wan, thinking that Dong Zhaohui is so ignorant, we young couple finally stayed together for a while, but he made a mess in the middle and insisted on doing something.

"Don't go!"

"go."

Wen Wan continued to fight with Xie Tian, ​​if he wanted to talk east, I would go west, if he wanted to go south, I would go north.

The book says that a woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea, and there is nowhere to touch it.

However, great sages and sages throughout the ages, since you can ask questions, why haven't you given a solution?

After gaining momentum, Wen Wan couldn't help but relax a lot.

"Manager Yue, go drive! Let's go."

Xie Tianqing knew that this was an angry word, so he spread his arms out, as if he was in charge of the husband and never let him go.

Then, Wen Wan pinched her ears, obediently got into the car and left.

Xie Tian felt more and more necessary for the investigation of the chamber of commerce, so he expressed his thoughts to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan didn't think there was anything wrong, but she seemed to be too anxious.

Yue Zixing, who was driving, was sweating profusely.

Companion is like a tiger!

The place Dong Zhaohui chose was a farmhouse with an elegant environment and ingenious design, which made people feel like stepping into rural life as soon as they entered.

Wherever the extreme shadow of light passes, everything is smooth.

The three people who got out of the car were surrounded by hostesses, which must have been arranged by Dong Zhaohui.

Dong Zhaohui is the boss of the Qinhuai branch. He participated in the western summit a few months ago, and today he happened to be with Wen Wan, who arrived behind Qinhuai.

Since the new president of the chamber of commerce is here, Dong Zhaohui will make an exception to clean up the dust no matter how busy he is.

"This is President Wen!"

"Mr. Wen, this is Manager Dong."

Wen Wan and Dong Zhaohui shook hands, and Dong Zhaohui was overjoyed, praising Wen Wan's beauty, smartness and ability from time to time.

Xie Tian felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this, and looked up at Dong Zhaohui with contempt on his face.

Little did he know that Dong Zhaohui was also looking at him at the moment.

Looking at each other, Dong Zhaohui felt displeased, thinking to himself that Mr. Wen is too ignorant, why even the driver brought him to the banquet.

It happened that there was not enough boiling water in the room, and the regional manager next to Dong Zhaohui was about to go out to greet the waiter.

Dong Zhaohui handed the kettle to Xie Tian: "Boil the water!"

There was a momentary silence in the room, and everyone stared with bated breath.

Dong Zhaohui turned his head and glanced at Wen Wan, Wen Wan immediately ordered: "Guests do as they please, why don't you boil the pot of water?"

……

Wen Wan, you are really enough!

It's enough for me to have you bullying me, and now I have to help outsiders bully me.

Am I shameless?

Xie Tian complained, took the kettle and left angrily.

The subordinates next to him winked one by one, the black eyeballs almost disappeared, Dong Zhaohui didn't glance at it, and walked around with Wen Wan, introducing this and pointing to that.

When Wen Wan was in high school, she taught herself oil painting for a period of time, but then died of illness.

Therefore, she has a special interest in fine oil paintings.

Dong Zhaohui was still talking eloquently beside him, but he said gently, "Why do I think these oil paintings are made by the same person?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the house.

Everyone sneered, thinking that the gentle and bald man was a master of wig-wearing.

The most prestigious farmhouse in Qinhuai, known as a villa-level leisure resort.

With a lot of income a year, can't you still afford a few decorations?
Dong Zhaohui was also tongue-tied for a while, how can people make such flattery!

But at this moment, an old man's voice came from the yard: "Nvwa'er is right, these words are indeed written by the same person."

boom!
Everyone's mind was buzzing.

The old man has white hair and a childlike face, and he is silent when he steps on the ground. He is proficient in maintenance at a glance.

"Old Li Qingxuan!"

The old man clasped his hands together and bowed to Wen Wan, turning the rosary in his hand quickly.

Seeing that the old man's manner of speaking is extraordinary, Wen Wan thought that she must have met an expert.

Immediately, he also introduced himself: "The little girl is gentle, I have met Senior Li."

Li Qingxuan nodded, looked at the six oil paintings in the house, and said with emotion: "I was 13 years old and met an expert to guide me to paint. This painting will last for 50 years. I once vowed to paint a masterpiece every ten years, and then change the style for another ten years... "

It was only then that everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that there were people coming and going here, and no one could see the problem.

However, how did Wen Wan see it?

Seeing Wen Wan staring at the last two pictures in a daze, Li Qingxuan said with a smile: "Girl, have you ever seen any tricks?"

Wen Wan bluntly said: "Senior just said that he has been painting for 50 years, and he said that he would change his style every ten years and paint again, but here are six paintings..."

Li Qingxuan let out a long laugh: "As the old master said, when the painting skill reaches its peak, whether you can paint or not is all in the painter's mind. The last two paintings are the two styles that I have worked hard all my life to paint in one breath."

When everyone heard it, they were extremely shocked.

Wen Wan sincerely said with fascination: "Senior painters are exquisite, which is rare in the world, and I am afraid that they have reached the realm of commanding masters."

Li Qingxuan's old face was instantly dimmed, and he shook his head and said, "The demeanor of my family teacher is beyond my reach in my whole life."

Just when the big guy was imagining how amazing Li Qingxuan's master was, Xie Tian walked in with two pots of hot water.

Obviously shocked by the current scene.

This side was still in shock, and suddenly heard Li Qingxuan's deep roar, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master! Congratulations, old man, you are alive again."

Xie Tian was at a loss, and the others were speechless for a while.

"Master! You have mistaken the person, you and I are so old, how could I be your master."

Li Qingxuan didn't listen, and asked, "Is your surname Xie?"

Xie Tian stayed for a moment, then nodded dully.

Li Qingxuan suddenly burst into tears: "Thank you Jindong for the family affairs, have you ever heard of it?"

boom!
Xie Jindong is Xie Tian's biological father.

It's just that it died in a car accident more than ten years ago.

Originally there was the clue of Chen Yang, but after the Chen family was destroyed, all the clues seemed to vaguely point to a Zhao Wuji who thank God was not capable of provoking.

Thinking of the past, Xie Tian couldn't help feeling sad.

Li Qingxuan roared like thunder: "Li Qingxuan pays homage to the young master!"

Thank God I was at a loss for a while...