Forget it, if you don't go shopping, you won't go shopping.

Just as she was about to go back to the hall, the old man Jiang, who had not been in touch for a long time, actually called her.

Jiang Qian looked at the caller ID and hesitated, this old man didn't know that his granddaughter was dead.

"What are you doing, this is your grandfather's call, answer it quickly." Zhao Yun hurriedly urged, "It must be because of this scandal." ”

Jiang Qian decisively pressed the answer, and soon, the old but extraordinarily angry voice sounded.

"Come back."

"I've got something."

"If you come back, you have to be angry with your grandfather, don't you?"

Jiang Qian's mouth curled, "Oh." ”

Hung up the phone and glanced at Zhao Yun resentfully, "Let's go, go back to Jiang's house." ”

The Jiang family lives in the Dongcheng District of Xingcheng, which is also a famous villa area in Xingcheng, where all the upper-class people in Xingcheng are gathered.

The first time Jiang Qian came here, he was just attached to this body.

It is the door of Bo Chengyuan's house.

Zhao Yun drove in person, and found the Jiang family's villa with a familiar car, "Go back and talk to your grandfather, you are such a relative." ”

Jiang lowered his eyes, "I know." ”

Pushing the car door, a kind woman came over as soon as I got out of the car.

"Miss is back, and the master is painting at home."

Jiang Qian reluctantly pulled out a smile, "Aunt Zhou, long time no see." ”

"yes, it's been a few months, let's go inside, I'll go prepare dinner first."

Aunt Zhou was already working in the Jiang family when Jiang Qian was born, and for the former Jiang Qian, Aunt Zhou was like half a mother.

followed Aunt Zhou into the house, and Jiang Qian saw Jiang Zhenhua sitting on the balcony of the living room painting at a glance.

The decoration of Jiang's house is very artistic, and the four walls are full of Jiang Zhenhua's works.

As a famous painter in country Z, Jiang Zhenhua's paintings may sell for a lot of money.

Jiang Qian's eyes lit up, although they were not as good as the treasures she collected, but these were not bad, and in a few hundred years, these paintings would increase in value again.

No, I have to ask Jiang Zhenhua, an old man, to draw more paintings.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Jiang Qian's voice was sweet and shouted.

Jiang Zhenhua didn't expect Jiang Qian to suddenly be so enthusiastic about himself, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Still with a straight face, he glanced at Jiang Qian, "Hmph, you still know that you came back, and you thought you forgot such a home." ”

"Why, you're my grandfather!" Jiang Qian greeted him and stared at the painting on the easel with his eyes.

Jiang Zhenhua is good at Chinese painting and oil painting, and what he painted this time is an oil painting, in which he is a mighty tiger.

I have to say that this tiger is really well drawn and lifelike.

"Grandpa, I really like this painting, can you give it to me?"

"Hmph, don't think about it."

Hey, stingy old man.

"Grandpa, give it to me, I want to take it back and hang it in the bedroom, every day when I open my eyes, I can see your paintings grandpa, and I will be in a very good mood all day."

In the past, Jiang Qian would quarrel with him every time he came back, and finally broke up unhappily, what happened this time?

Not only Jiang Zhenhua, but Aunt Zhou was also surprised, and then wiped her tears with relief.

The young lady finally knows how to get along with the master.

This man is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, in fact, he hurts Miss more than anyone else!

"You go sit on the couch for me first, I have something to ask you."

Jiang Qian raised his eyebrows and glanced at the painting, forget it, who called the person in front of him is a walking treasure house, and any painting can be sold for a good price.