Dai Xueyuan's eyes were locked on Ruan Lingfang's mother and daughter, whose faces were like vegetables, and she smiled meaningfully, "Don't worry, as long as Ruan Lingfang is there, it will be impossible for Song Xixi, that little slut, to enter the door of the Sheng family easily." ”

Song Pei'er's heart finally felt a little more comfortable, "That's what I said." ”

Dai Xueyuan's gaze retracted and fell on her daughter's face, "I haven't said anything about you yet, it's been three years since you joined Shengshi Media, and you can't even handle a **** son like Sheng Tingchen." ”

Song Pei'er was poked in the sore spot, her face changed suddenly, and she said hatefully: "Can you blame me for this? He hates Song Xixi, and he hates it even with me." ”

Ruan Lingfang over there has mixed tastes, she has long been in a bad mood, she has always been good at observing words and colors, although Ma Pan did not confess her in the end, but she sang with him and excluded Song Xixi is an indelible fact, she sensitively noticed that Old Man Sheng was dissatisfied with her and Sheng Jiayi's face.

The well-designed bureau failed to make Song Xixi lose face, but made her shine in front of everyone, and now they are full of praise for her one by one, and they are in a hurry to pat her ass.

Now, I'm afraid the old man likes Song Xixi more. If you want to sweep her out of the house in the future, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult.

Thinking of this, Ruan Lingfang blocked her chest in one breath, unable to go up or down, and was very uncomfortable.

Ruan Lingfang glanced at Sheng Jiayi and asked her to please the old man. Sheng Jiayi comprehended, and turned around and instructed someone to bring the birthday gift she had prepared a long time ago.

"Grandpa, today is your birthday, Jiayi is here to wish you good health, happiness like the East China Sea, a long life, and a longevity better than Nanshan. Sheng Jiayi held the brocade box in both hands and presented it, with a kind and sweet smile, "Grandpa, I know that you usually like to collect purple clay pots." This is the purple clay pot during the Zhou Dynasty, the work of Master Luo Yongping at his peak, I hope you like it, grandpa. ”

"Master Luo Yongping's plum blossom Zhou Pan pot?" Old Man Sheng immediately became interested, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

The development and inheritance of purple clay pots have a history of hundreds of years, especially Luo Yongping, who is the most outstanding among many famous pot makers, and his works have been "made by famous hands" at that time, a pot weighs no more than two taels, and the price weighs every twenty gold, which can make the earth and gold compete for price.

Needless to say, it is definitely priceless.

Mr. Sheng carefully took out the plum blossom Zhou Pan pot from the brocade box, only to see that its body was round and full, short neck, the lid was decorated with a pattern for the flat lid, the semi-circular pot handle was used as a branch, and the branches and leaves on both sides of the pot body stretched out.

"Rich and dignified, majestic and majestic, it is worthy of the work of Master Luo Yongping. "The more Mr. Sheng looks at it, the more obvious the color of love becomes.

Seeing this, Ruan Lingfang knew that things had stabilized, and smiled.

Song Xixi saw that the plum blossom Zhou Pan pot in Old Man Sheng's hand looked a little familiar, and looked at it carefully with half-squinted eyes. Unexpectedly, someone pushed her waist forward, and her body suddenly lost her balance and crashed straight into the old man Sheng in front of her.

Old Man Sheng was playing with the plum blossom Zhou pot in love, and was hit by Song Xixi's sudden impact, and the plum blossom pot in his hand was unstable, and he threw it out instantly.

Seeing that the plum blossom Zhou Pan pot was about to fall to the ground, Song Xixi's heart slammed.

Everyone also gasped.

Song Pei'er and Dai Xueyuan glanced at each other, and a fierce cold light flashed in their eyes.

The push just now was made by Dai Xueyuan who seized the opportunity and signaled to leave her daughter Song Pei'er to push.

As long as this plum blossom Zhou Pan pot is broken, are you still worried that Sheng Jiayi will not tear her face with Song Xixi? Sheng Jiayi's arrogant and savage temperament is afraid that she will slap Song Xixi in public.

Old Man Sheng obviously can't put down this plum blossom Zhou Pan pot, and this fall may be able to destroy his love for Song Xixi.

Just when Dai Xueyuan and Song Pei'er imagined that Song Xixi would make it difficult for Sheng Jiayi in every possible way, which made Old Man Sheng unhappy...... Sheng Yanyi's eyes were quick, and before the plum blossom Zhou Pan pot was in zero contact with the ground, a beautiful Haidilao Moon fished up the plum blossom Zhou Pan pot and took it safely in his hand.

The hearts of everyone who were hanging tightly in their throats were put down peacefully.

Song Xixi cast a grateful look at Sheng Yanyi, if the plum blossom Zhou Panju fell because of her, Ruan Lingfang and Sheng Jiayi would inevitably make a big fuss about it.

Old man Sheng's place, she is not easy to explain.

Sheng Yanyi met Song Xixi's grateful gaze, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then handed the plum blossom Zhou Pan pot into the hands of Old Man Sheng, and said loudly: "I know everyone wants to see what rare antiques look like, but don't squeeze forward, if this thing falls, all you can see is a pile of broken porcelain." ”

The implication is that Sheng Yanyi explained to the old man for Song Xixi what the reason for her reckless collision just now.

Seeing that the plum blossom Zhou pan pot was safe and sound, Old Man Sheng didn't open his mouth to blame half a sentence.

Sheng Jiayi didn't speak so well, the anger in her heart couldn't be suppressed, and she scolded Song Xixi with a black face, "Song Xixi, I think you have a heart! Do you know how precious my plum blossom Zhou Pan pot is, if it falls, don't say that you can't afford it, and you can't afford to pay for it with your entire Song family!"

Sheng Jiayi's words fell, and everyone's eyes did not focus on Song Xixi's body, but tacitly turned to Song Xiuming.

If this is really the work of Master Luo Yongping, if it is put on auction, it must at least start from 10 million, and the upper limit is uncertain.

In the entire Sichuan City, everyone knows that since Song Zhengping's death a year ago, the Song family has been going downhill, and life is not as good as day by day. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Song family is still living a glamorous life, but in fact, they are almost left with an empty shell.

But there are some things that everyone knows well, and they won't talk about it on the table. After all, mountains and rivers meet, and everyone understands the truth of leaving a line in everything and seeing each other in the future.

Everyone's eyes were either ridiculing or ridiculing or watching a good show, Song Xiuming looked at them one by one, and was humiliated by Sheng Jiayi in public, and his heart was really angry, but in front of everyone, he couldn't be like Sheng Jiayi, so he had to endure his dissatisfaction, "Miss Jiayi, Xixi, she didn't mean it, you are angry." ”

"Didn't you mean it?Mr. Song, you want to expose the matter lightly with a painless "not intentional"?" Sheng Jiayi was aggressive and mocked unrelentingly: "If my plum blossom Zhou Pan pot is dropped, can your Song family afford to pay for it?"

Song Xiuming's anger was about to be suppressed, his face suddenly sank, and his tone was obviously dyed with anger, "If Miss Jiayi's plum blossom Zhou Pan pot falls, I, Song Xiuming, will sell the company and compensate you!"

"Although my Song family is not as good as your Sheng family, it is not so much that I can't even afford to pay for a plum blossom Zhou Pan pot!"