When the words fell, a wave of heat rushed to his head, burning Ye Xian's white little face red, and even dyeing his neck with layers of crimson.

She lowered her head shyly, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands, revealing a rare little daughter's family attitude.

What did the president say......

Is she so good?

This is too high-level, right...... She wanted to find a place to get into, and if everyone wasn't there, it would be fine in his arms.

it! A big guy is a big guy, and when he says a love word, it's a textbook level, and it's a hundred times more lethal than mortals like me!

Zhu Shanshan hurriedly took out a small notebook and wrote it down.

Xia Hewan also looked at him with a stunned and surprised expression.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Bo's evaluation of envy was so high.

Look at Envy again, the tomboy who has always been smug is usually only fighting with his brother for snacks, but now he actually blushes.

This scene couldn't help but remind her of when she was young, she was arrogant, and none of the children of the family in the capital could get into it, but she was planted in the hands of Zhuo Xuan, who smelled of copper and was full of her eyes.

This is probably what love looks like.

When you meet someone you like, you will become the most beautiful person in each other's minds.

Depend on! This sycophant!

Ye Shaowen never expected that there would be a big turning point behind him, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

From the moment he entered the door, he began to brag about flattering his mother's painting skills, and now he is here to please the little sister with clever words, his position as the president of the Bo family will not be just a whisker and a horse, right? It's just that the mother and the little sister eat this set, and women really can't distinguish scumbags!

The president is amazing!

Pang Kai secretly gave Bo Tingshen a thumbs up, and this wave of puns not only showed his intentions, but also praised Mrs. Ye's painting skills.

No one in the world can paint one ten-thousandth of Ye Xian, but Mrs. Ye can, doesn't that mean that Mrs. Ye is the best painter in the world?

Bo Tingshen: "I still have a reluctant request, I don't know if my aunt minds?" ”

"Mr. Bo has something to say!"

"I want to buy this painting and treasure it."

"Treasured?" Xia Hewan was surprised, "Mr. Bo still has a hobby of collecting paintings?" ”

"No, I just want to treasure this one."

He lowered his eyes slightly, taking in the painting and the shy and moving appearance of the little woman beside him, and his eyes gradually became gentle, like a wave of spring water.

Ye Xian's heart was beating like thunder, he was almost drunk in his love words, his head was also buzzing, and his body wanted to tilt towards him uncontrollably, did the president turn on the love words skill switch today?

It's so damn that she can't stand it anymore......

"Xiao Yezi, you have stood firm for me!"

Ye Shaowen shouted her sanity back in a loud voice, and she still wanted to talk to him in front of him? !

Xia Hewan looked at the tenderness and sweetness in his eyes, and couldn't help but be moved, "I see, since Mr. Bo likes this painting so much, then I will give it to you directly." ”

"It's not ......"

"No need to refuse, Aunt Tao, pack up the painting and send it to Mr. Bo's car."

"Thank you, Auntie, I will definitely take care of her."

"Uh-huh~"

Ye Xian nodded and twisted his little hands, as if he was saying to take care of her.

Xia Hewan smiled knowingly: "Mr. Bo is so proficient in painting, has he specialized in further study?" ”

"It's not proficient, it's just a little understanding."

"But Mr. Bo's insight into the paintings just now is more than just a little understanding, and he is almost reaching the level of a master's appreciation."

Bo Tingshen: "It probably has something to do with the fact that I received several mentors from my neighbors when I was studying in Paris. ”

"Neighbors?" Xia Hewan, "Paris is known as the romantic city, does even a neighbor know how to paint?" Is it a teacher? ”

"Not a teacher, it's the painter Pierre-Auguste MILLET"

"What?!"

Xia Hewan was shocked, Ye Xian also looked at him in surprise, and even Ye Shaowen almost stood up.

Pierre-Auguste MILLET, one of France's most prominent contemporary surrealist painters, has so far created only three paintings, each of which is priceless, hanging in the center of the World Art Expo, and more importantly...... He is Xia Hewan's most admired idol.

"Is it really Pierre-Auguste MILLET?"

Xia Hewan was a little unbelievable, although it was hard to believe, but Ye Xian believed it, after all, countless experiences told her that the president never brags.

However, just being guided twice by your neighbors is really 'humble'......

"President, are you a graduate of Versailles?"

Ye Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression changed, and Bo Ting squinted at her with long eyes.

Under the eyebrows of the two, their feelings were entangled, Ye Xian couldn't help but let go of the little hand holding the corner of his clothes, and wanted to pull him, but he was so frightened by an angry snort that he immediately retracted.

Ye Shaowen crossed his chest and sneered, "Heh, anyway, Pierre-Auguste MILLET has been in seclusion for many years, and you haven't seen a real person, Mom, you don't want to say what people want to say?" How powerful and how to blow! ”

Bo Tingshen glanced at Pang Kai next to him, and Pang Kai immediately nodded and walked over with the rectangular gift box behind him.

"I HEARD THAT MY AUNT HAS REVEALED HER APPRECIATION AND ADMIRATION FOR MR. MILLET IN INTERVIEWS MANY TIMES, SO I CAME HERE TODAY TO PREPARE A SMALL GIFT."

When Pang Kai opened the gift box and a beautiful picture of "Sunset" was revealed, everyone was stunned.

It's so beautiful!

When Xia Hewan Chad saw the painting, she was stunned.

Immediately, his hand carefully touched the most familiar handwriting on the frame, and he almost burst into tears with excitement.

——Pierre-Auguste MILLET

"It's ...... MILLET'S WORK? ”

Ye Xian saw MILLET's signature and leaned over in surprise to take a closer look.

Ye Shaowen also squinted his eyes, desperately glanced at the painting, and when he saw MILLET's signature, he laughed wildly, "Hahahaha finally showed his timidity, who doesn't know that MILLET has only created three pictures, each of which is hung in the center of the World Expo Hall, how can you have his paintings, and dare to take a fake to pretend to be a master's work, and give it to the old ......"

"This delicate brushstroke, bright and open-minded color matching, ingenuity and unique style...... IT'S MILLET'S WORK, IT'S HIS OWN HANDWRITING, AND HIS AUTOGRAPH......"

Xia Hewan touched the frame, and her hands trembled excitedly.

Ye Shaowen's voice stopped abruptly.

What the? Kiss...... Pen?

"Mom, you're wrong! MILLET DIDN'T PAINT JUST THREE WORKS IN HIS LIFE, AND HE ......"

"Smack! What a lifetime? He's not dead yet! ”

The idol was offended, and Xia Hewan's face changed suddenly.

Ye Shaowen was dumbfounded again.

Zhu Shanshan watched him being crushed frequently, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The male god is also too miserable, like a weak and bouncing little cannon fodder in front of Mr. Bo...... But it's cute!

When Ye Shaowen heard the laughter, his face turned blue with anger.

Thanks to Bo Tingshen, a bastard, his face was swollen today, and he lost all his people in front of Xiao Yezi, even Zhu Shanshan, a brainless fan girl, began to laugh at him, and there will definitely be no majesty in this family in the future!