Tang Lijing felt that the atmosphere was not quite right at the first time.

Undercurrents are surging.

He put Xiao Zhaozhao down.

Zhao Zhao's little milk voice was a little happy, "Uncle Jiang~"

Jiang Yunlow was carrying the box, and when he saw Zhao Zhao, he didn't have any expression, so he nodded and entered the room.

Fu Su squinted and walked over, squatted down and poked her little fleshy face, "Are you familiar with that Uncle Jiang, why don't you call Uncle Fu when you see Uncle Fu first?"

Because of the Aurora Club, he has also coaxed Zhaozhao for a long time.

The goodwill that has been saved for so long has made the father and daughter who have no vision in the Aurora Club shine away.

The little milk voice lost the joy just now, and called Uncle Fu with a wilt.

Fu Su took out a red envelope from his coat and stuffed it into Zhao Zhao's hand, "Good, the joy of housewarming, oh, it's the little red envelope that congratulates Zhao Zhao for moving into his new home!"

Zhaozhao: "......"

Giving a red envelope or something, she couldn't resist.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu~"

Fu Su saw Xiao Zhaozhao put the red envelope in her pocket, stuffed it inside, and patted it.

It's good to accept it, but he is still worried that his daughter will not accept it, and he is still angry with him.

Gu Xingjiang stood against the wall, also took out a red envelope from the inner pocket of his suit jacket and shook it.

This red envelope seems to be a little thicker than Fu Su's.

She ran over, "Uncle Gu~"

Gu Xingjiang laughed in a low voice and handed her the red envelope.

Zhao Zhao Dada ran into the new house, the house is renovated, there is her favorite wooden floor, the decoration style is also very warm, Xinyue Ma Ma and Grandma Wu have already packed up their things, and Grandma Wu also took her to see her room.

As soon as she entered her bedroom, she was almost dazzled by the pink.

Pink wallpaper, pink princess bed, pink desk, pink computer, pink doll.

Zhao Zhao took a half step back.

The only thing that wasn't pink was a white piano.

Zhao Zhao had no desire to go in, and returned to the bedroom with a normal style, and saw Jiang Yun silently take out his warm house gift.

A painting.

A Chinese ink painting, the artistic conception is very good, the scenery of the sky in the middle of the night.

Before Zhao Zhao could take a look, the painting fell into Fu Su's hands.

Fu Su lit the inscription on the right side of the painting, smiled, and the breath he exhaled after laughing was full of anger, "Cloud Hidden Moon!"

Zhao Zhao sighed in his heart, now I understand, Jiang Yunlow is too straightforward, Yun Zangyue, Jiang Yunlow wants to hide Tang Xinyue?

There were indeed thick clouds in that painting, hiding half of the moon.

"It's not appropriate for this painting to be called the cloud hidden moon, I think it's more appropriate to call it the cloud covering the moon, the clouds at night cover the moon's brilliance, this cloud doesn't float away, what do you do with the moon?" Fu Su glanced at Jiang Yunlow.

Jiang Yun frowned, "What is the painter's mind, it's not Fu Shao's turn to comment." ”

"Mr. Jiang probably doesn't know much about the Fu family, my Fu family is also a scholarly family, my grandmother loves Tibetan paintings, there are countless famous paintings of all sizes in the family, I look at Mr. Jiang's painting, it's okay, I don't know how much to sell, I intend to collect. Fu Su pinched the painting and did not give in.

I bought it back and burned it, and I still hid the moon in the clouds, what kind of dreams do you have?

He looked back at Tang Xinyue, who was frowning and puzzled, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he became, he was beautiful before, and now he was even more beautiful in his heart.

His fiancé is not dead yet, one or two wild men have come to the door, and if he wants to hide it, he will hide it, will it be someone else's turn?