"I remember that No. 5 and No. 6 are all Yin Yifan's." Almost all the people in this villa area are well-known figures in Kyoto, and even if they don't know each other, they all know each other.

"Yes, young master."

"Inquire about who lives there." Huang Yan said thoughtfully.

"Yes, young master." As he spoke, the driver's mobile phone suddenly sounded, and the driver immediately took out a bottle of pure water and a small medicine box and handed it to Huang Yan and said, "Young master, it's time to take medicine." ”

Huang Yan silently took the medicine box and quietly looked at the red pills inside.

In the Xia family's study, Qiu Bo put a list full of names in front of Xia Zhenhua and stood aside respectfully.

Xia Zhenhua glanced at the list and put it down, looked at Qiu Bo and said: "We are going to hold a big birthday banquet this time, take this opportunity to sound the alarm for those who have not been at ease recently, the people of my Xia family have not died yet!" ”

"I understand, sir. Is there anything you missed from the list?" Qiu Bo asked.

"I don't have to worry about you doing things, the people in the first two rows of the list remember to send someone to the people's mansion in person to show respect. That's right......" Xia Zhenhua seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Qiu Bo.

"The day before yesterday, when I was chatting with those old guys from the Painting and Calligraphy Academy, I accidentally learned that Yun Zhanao had returned to China, and now he is in Kyoto." When he said this, Xia Zhenhua's mood was obviously very happy.

Qiu Bo also smiled when he heard this: "This time is a coincidence, Yun Zhanao is the painter you have admired the most in recent years, and it would be a pleasure to invite him to the birthday banquet." ”

"Yes, I've been worrying too much lately, if I have the opportunity to learn from Master Yun about painting, this birthday can be a little interesting." Xia Zhenhua said with a rare ease.

"By the way, the young painter who held an art exhibition a few days ago is called... Yes, the female painter named Yun Xiwen, didn't the master also hear that she was a disciple of Yun Zhanao and asked the little lady to participate in her art exhibition! Would you like to bring the two of them together this time? Huber suggested.

"Of course it's good, Uncle Khu, you can do it yourself." Xia Zhenhua, the head of those big families, did not let Qiu Bo go to the post in person, which shows how much Xia Zhenhua attaches importance to Yun Zhanao.

"This is natural." When Uncle Qiu saw Yun Zhanao's rare smile, he was also comforted in his heart.

And this protagonist, who brought happiness to Old Man Xia, is sitting in his own house sulking at the moment.

Yun Zhanao and Yun Bao sat side by side on the sofa in the living room, Yun Baobao's little phoenix eyes glanced at Yun Zhanao beside him from time to time, twisting and twisting, obviously a little unable to sit still after a long time.

Seeing that Yun Zhanao had no intention of moving the place, Yun Baobao said with a bitter face: "Grandpa, how long are we going to sit quietly?" Baby, I'm so tired! ”

"Sit until your unconscionable mommy is willing to talk to me." Yun Zhanao said with a firm face.

"But we've been sitting and protesting for almost two hours, and Mommy didn't react at all! Does this really work? Cloud Baby asked in disbelief.

Hearing this, Yun Zhanao suddenly bent down like a deflated ball, bent his waist for two hours, leaned on the sofa weakly and said, "You ask me, how do I know!" ”

Yun Xiwen came downstairs and saw an old man and a young man slumped in the sofa, with a smile in his eyes.

"Why don't you continue?" Yun Xiwen said as he went down the stairs.

When the grandfather and grandson heard Yun Xiwen's voice, they both straightened up instantly.

Yun Xiwen walked up to the two of them with a faint expression, and handed a golden envelope to Yun Zhanao, Yun Zhanao took the envelope, and took out the paper card inside in confusion, and the word gilded invitation came into view.

"Whose invitation? I don't have any friends here! Yun Zhanao said and looked at it.

"Xia Zhenhua's birthday banquet?" When Yun Zhanao saw Xia Zhenhua's name, his brows furrowed, and he subconsciously glanced at Yun Xiwen.

"Yes, you invited me too." Yun Xiwen sat on the sofa on the other side and said.

"You... Want to go? Yun Zhanao asked with a serious face.

"Go, why don't you go, it's just a banquet, and I'll go when the time comes." Yun Xiwen said indifferently.

Yun Zhanao didn't answer, but instead glanced at the sleepy Yun Baobao beside her, and called Sister-in-law Wang to take her upstairs for a nap.

There were only two people left in the living room, Yun Zhanao and Yun Xiwen, Yun Zhanao thought again and again before he spoke: "Anyway, it's back now, if you want to ......"

"Nothing will change anywhere." Yun Xiwen directly cut off Yun Zhanao's next words, looked directly at Yun Zhanao and said.

"Prepare a decent outfit that at least matches your status as a world master of oil painting." The warm atmosphere was instantly broken by Yun Xiwen's words, and he glanced at the cloth shirt on Yun Zhanao's body with disgust, turned around and went upstairs.

Yun Zhanao glanced down at the clothes on his body, and shouted loudly in reflection of his talent: "Stinky girl, I think I'm embarrassing you!" I'm not going to go unusually! ”

Yun Xiwen came to the studio, and he was quietly painting a landscape, obviously it was a hot summer, but Yun Xiwen's pen depicted a scene of autumn depression and falling leaves, which looked deep and cold.

Most of the political and business celebrities in Kyoto have received invitations from the Xia family one after another within a few days, and what was originally an ordinary birthday party has gradually become a hot topic in high society.

In the office of the president of Jingshi Group, Jing Chuan played with the gilded invitation in his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, wanting to turn the tide with a birthday banquet, would this idea be too simple.

"President, will Xia's go for Haiyun's project?" Xu Tezhu asked.

"It's not impossible, pay attention to Xia's dynamics." If it was Xia Tinghui who was in charge, Jing Chuan would not be worried at all, but obviously Xia Zhenhua was ready to make a move, and Jing Chuan had to pay attention to this old river and lake that had been up and down in the mall for decades.

Suddenly, a rapid mobile phone ringtone, Jing Chuan looked at the phone call to remind the unfamiliar number, and pressed the reject button without hesitation.

When the same number called for the third time, Jing Chuan picked up the phone with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "Which one?" ”

"Hehehe! It doesn't sound like Mr. Jing's mood is too beautiful! There was an incomprehensible laugh on the other end of the line.

Jing Chuan frowned and said in a displeased voice: "If you just want to talk nonsense, then we don't have to waste time." ”

"Mr. Jing is worthy of being the president of a listed company, and his momentum is amazing! I wonder if this sound is familiar to you? ”