Color, flavor, and flavor.

The utensils are picturesque.

Tong Hua felt that he was a village master at home, and when he came to Paris, he became a noble young master, holding a silver soup spoon and couldn't help but ask Luther's butler, "Grandpa, is this real money?"

Luther's butler was busy all day, his hair did not move a single piece, and he replied with a smile, "Little master, really, the utensils are all real money, this plate is a colorful plate from the Louis XIV Dynasty, this set of plates is one of the few remaining sets of plates in the Middle Ages, and this vase is a white porcelain vase from the Ming Dynasty." ”

Tong Hua was dumbfounded when he heard it, ah, any plate on this table is millions.

Oh my God.

Giants!!!

Aristocrat!!!!

He's really not a village master.

"I was so scared that I didn't dare to eat. "The children's painting is related, a pair of calm and feel that they are going to overturn a plate, that is simply a sin, although you can afford to lose, but one less antique, this is very sad.

"Why, is the food not delicious?" Luther's housekeeper simply regarded the children's painting as a little sun, in the past, the table was all Yeling's favorite dishes, and when preparing dinner today, he also specially asked Zhong Ran, what the little master likes to eat, and what he prepares is what the little sun likes to eat.

Meng Qi secretly looked at the children's paintings, it was the first time he was looking at the appearance of the children's paintings, it turned out that he heard that he was an adopted son, and he was too lazy to look at it, but today Luther told him that it was his own.

It was a sight to behold.

It's pink and beautiful.

When his brother was a child, was he so cute?

Oh, my brother wouldn't have such an exaggerated expression.

"What if I break a plate?" said Tong Hua, who would have taken out a pile of antiques to eat.

Luther's butler smiled kindly, "Little master, it's okay, there are many in the cupboard, it's broken, just get another one, don't worry." ”

Children's Painting, "......"

Shen Qianshu, "......"

The mother and son looked at each other, as if what we said and what Luther Butler said, didn't mean the same thing, right?

Ah, the invisible flaunting of wealth!!

Yeling calmly ate a beautiful dinner, the chef in Paris was really his favorite cook, the things were very appetizing, Shen Qianshu and Meng Qi had a face-to-face, the two were the type to look at each other and hate each other.

This brother is too much.

Coveted his brother.

It's the childish look that you snatched my brother.

What a lesson.

"Sir, does Meng Qi call you brother?"

Meng Qi had a bad premonition, a look of what you are going to do, very vigilant, Shen Qianshu smiled slightly, harmless to humans and animals, Yeling said lightly, "Hmm." ”

He paused, "You just treat him as a younger brother, if you are disobedient, you can beat him casually." ”

Meng Qi, "......"

Feel free to hit ???

Tong Hua drank the soup elegantly, looking at Meng Qi gloatingly, there was finally an unlucky guy who didn't like it even more than him, it was really good that he could watch the play.

Shen Qianshu said very distressedly, "He didn't even call me sister-in-law." ”

Meng Qi almost exploded, Luther's housekeeper looked over, he didn't dare to break out, he was very aggrieved in his heart, Yeling glanced at Meng Qi, and said lightly, "Call sister-in-law." ”

Meng Qi was a hundred unwilling, and asked angrily, "I don't want it, you are not married, I don't call." ”

Death doesn't scream!

I thought that Shen Qianshu would feel embarrassed and unhappy when he was openly told the fact that he was not married, but who knew that Tong Hua looked at him with a smile, looking confident. [End of Chapter]