After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

Wen Rao leaned over and picked up the brocade box and brush, which were insignificant and worthless in Cai Xing's eyes, in full view of everyone.

After wiping the brush clean, carefully put it back into the brocade box.

She performed this series of actions calmly, with a faint smile on her face, as if she was in control of the situation.

Cai Xing felt a twisted jealousy for a moment.

This Wen Rao is really shameless!

How could you still laugh after being ridiculed by her like this?

No wonder he can be close to Zhan Yan!

It seems that men like this kind of weak, innocent and well-behaved type!

Caixing snorted and sneered.

"Look at Madam Zhan's expression, if you don't know, you might think I wronged you.

I really can't be as calm and steady as Mrs. Zhan.

I have always been impetuous and straightforward.

She can't even act coquettishly in front of a man.

The only thing that concerns me is the management of my shops.

When I think about having to act coquettishly and show weakness to win a man’s heart, I…”

Caixing said this, shuddering deliberately.

Deliberately act as if he can't stand it.

Wen Rao ignored her sarcasm and handed the brocade box to the butler behind her.

The housekeeper took it and saw that a corner of the brocade box was missing when it fell to the ground. He felt distressed and angry.

“This box is not a coffin!

It is made of huanghuali wood which has a history of 500 years!

Who would use huanghuali as a coffin!

If Miss Caixing doesn't know what's good, she can ask for advice without any hesitation!

Don't talk nonsense!

In addition, this brocade box was carved by the old man of the Bai family, who is the leader of the three major wood carving families.

The old man of the Bai family has passed away.

This brocade box has become a unique piece!

If the old man were still alive in heaven, he would be very happy to see that the unique piece he had spent a month carving was thrown on the ground as a coffin and even broken!

I'm afraid his coffin won't be able to hold it down."

As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, there was an uproar at the scene.

Caixing's face, which had been mocking before, now looked like a color palette.

Blue and purple.

The eldest son of Cun Dao clan shrank his neck and dared not speak.

“It was indeed my wife who chose this gift.

The 500-year-old Huanghuali tree corresponds to the 500-year history of the Cundao family.

My wife chose this for its beautiful meaning.

I hope that the Cundao family can be like this Huanghuali wood, strong, precious and timeless.

The message of Huanghuali is health and longevity.

Is there not even one person in the Cun Dao family who understands?

So how do we identify the authenticity of antique calligraphy and paintings?

Moreover, this huanghuali brocade box was previously displayed in the museum of Qingshan Pavilion.

It is one of the ten treasures of the museum.

Is it because my wife doesn’t understand?

There are still people who pretend to know when they don’t!

Do you know that this brocade box is worth more than five million!!!"

Zhan Yan opened his mouth, and every word he said was a slap on Cai Xing's face.

If Caixing had fallen on Wen Rao before, he would definitely return it to her tenfold or a hundredfold.

Caixing opened her mouth, shocked and unwilling.

She looked at the Cun Dao tribe leader, who also had a look of shock on his face.

How could he have imagined that the Zhan family would give him such a valuable and unique piece!

He thought the Zhan family was just giving him a random gift as a formality.

"What a pity, such a precious and unique piece was broken by Miss Caixing of the Cundao family!

what a pity! "

Wen Rao suddenly raised her voice.

The purpose was to let everyone present hear her words.

Caixing's face is no longer as simple as a color palette.

"This is indeed one of the ten treasures of Qingshan Museum!

Five hundred years old Huanghuali wood matched with Bai Lao's carving!

And the implication is long-standing...

What a good meaning...

It's ruined like this...

This brocade box has nothing to do with a coffin...

How could it be destroyed? "