Qin Xin and Jun Ruyi's gifts, who is true and who is false, this unsolved case, with the personal presence of Master Mu Yun, finally has an authoritative judgment.

Mrs. Nalan couldn't put it down, and ordered the maid to immediately hang the "Galaxy" inscribed by Master Muyun given by Qin Xin in the living room.

Then she cherished it even more and hung "The Galaxy and You, Both are Legends" written by Qin Xin in the bedroom, at the head of her bed!

Her precious daughter-in-law, Master Mu Yun's little aunt, must be in the most important position.

Everyone else was envious.

Only Lu Yi stretched his neck and tried to look at Qin Xin's "Galaxy and You, Both are Legends", and always felt that it was a bit similar to Xinghe's autograph.

Could it be that great calligraphers have something in common with the charm of handwriting?

He couldn't figure it out.

On this side, Jun Ruyi watched Qin Xin's scenery overwhelm her, and talked happily with Master Muyun, Mrs. Nalan, and Mrs. Gong, although she sat in the most important guest seat, she was nothing, and no one chatted with her at all.

The only relative of the Nalan family who came over from another table to toast her asked: "Miss Jun, did you really shoot 5 million for that painting, and how much do you have to lose......?"

Angry, you want to vomit blood.

Will you chat?

It's a blood loss! Blood loss!

She got up angrily, walked to the side and called the auction house, asking why the other party was selling fake goods to her, however, the other party was very calm:

"Miss Jun, when we auctioned, the host made it very clear that this pair of words was not signed, and there was not a single word on all our auction documents that said that this was the work of Master Mu Yun. As for your understanding, it is your problem, and I apologize that it is not within the scope of our auction after-sales service. ”

Jun Ruyi vomited blood again.

She felt like she was in a pit, but she didn't know who dug her and when.

Is it the president of the publishing house?

But the president has no grievances with her, why should he pit her?

She had a sense of dazedness and fear that she had been wielding her knife vigorously for a long time, but she couldn't even find the enemy.

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Qin Xin took small sips and tasted the exquisite and attentive food of the birthday banquet.

After eating three dishes, it was very supportive.

Nalan Yejue once laughed at her for being a "little bird stomach", which was really a bit of a charm, and many times she couldn't eat a little bit.

After she had spoken to Mrs. Nalan, she got up and prepared to take a stroll and digest it.

After all, she rarely attends such a lengthy banquet.

Nalan Yejue watched her get up, handed over a look, his lips moved slightly, and silently conveyed his comfort: "Little lady go at will, my bedroom is on the top floor, welcome to visit." ”

Qin Xin nodded at him, his lips pursed slightly: "It's best not to let me find anything that can't see people." ”

Nalan Yejue chuckled, "No." If you want, everything I have can be shown to you. ”

Qin Xin's face flushed inexplicably.

It feels like the man is driving, but there is no evidence!

Leave the feast.

She walked down the corridor to the stairs to the stairs.

Layer by layer.

Nalan's house is a quaint old mansion, with a front house and a backyard, a huge garden lawn, and even a stadium...... The main building alone has countless rooms, and newcomers feel like they've walked into a labyrinth.

After Qin Xin went up a few steps, he couldn't remember what floor it was.

But fortunately, I still remember that Nalan Nightlord said that his room was on the top floor, so she just had to keep going up.