The decoration of his house is ugly?

Bo Chengyuan squinted.

Du Yi couldn't help but cover his lips and coughed, the decoration of the president's house was designed by an internationally renowned designer, and it was a place that could be used as a magazine cover shoot, but it was actually said ugly by Miss Jiang.

"What kind of expression do you have, it's ugly."

Bai Please couldn't help but want to cover Jiang Qian's mouth.

In Jiang Qian's eyes, only the kind of home that looks gorgeous on the outside and is best decorated with antique paintings all over the house is beautiful.

"Your new furniture is not bad, this color is the same as your person, it looks dull and boring."

Bo Chengyuan raised his eyebrows, so Jiang Qian was saying that he was boring?

Suddenly, two men carefully moved a painting over, and the painting was tightly wrapped, and at a glance it was known that it was expensive.

"Mr. Bo, this painting ......"

"Hang it on the living room wall."

"Okay."

Draw?

Jiang Qian rubbed his hands and looked at Bo Chengyuan with a smile, "What, Mr. Bo, you also know my grandfather, he is a painter, I have been very interested in famous paintings since I was a child, don't you mind if I go to see your paintings?" ”

Bo Chengyuan looked at Jiang Qian meaningfully, and called him by his name just now, and then began to use honorifics in a blink of an eye.

"Hehe, in fact, I don't mean anything else, I just want to broaden my horizons."

Bo Chengyuan snorted lightly, "Whatever you want." ”

Jiang Qian hurriedly changed his shoes and ran to Bo Chengyuan's house, "Xiaobai, you come with me!" ”

Bai was helpless, so he said hello to Bo Chengyuan first, and then followed Jiang Qian into the house.

The painting is two meters long, and the painting shows two lifelike white tigers, one standing and the other lying on their stomachs, with a dense forest behind them.

"This painting ......" Jiang Qian coughed, "It's very good-looking, how much is it worth?" ”

Bo Chengyuan glanced at Jiang Qian and did not answer.

Jiang Qian's eyes turned to Du Yi, Du Yi still had the scene of Jiang Qian and black fans scolding in his mind, and when he met her gaze, he trembled instantly, "Miss Jiang, this painting was given by a foreign friend on the president's birthday last year, if you really want to estimate it, it will be millions." ”

Millions......

Jiang Qian's smile was even sweeter, "Mr. Bo's family, there should be a lot of painting antiques or something, right?" ”

"Yes, the chairman has the habit of collecting these, and the president's family also has a lot."

Oops~

No wonder she and Grandpa Bo get along so well, they all have the same interests and hobbies!

Jiang Qian's smile was like a flower, and his eyes were shining, "I remember when Mr. Bo was twenty years old or twenty-first birthday, oh, this doesn't matter, anyway, I gave you a gift, it seems to be quite valuable." ”

Bo Chengyuan's black eyes stared at Jiang Qian, so, did she want to take the gift back?

Even he didn't know where the gift she had given had been placed, perhaps as garbage.

"Mr. Bo, you see, we have known each other for so many years, this is my birthday, do you want to ......" Jiang Qian pointed to the painting on the wall, "It doesn't matter if you paint it or not, I have taken a fancy to the particularly large vase in the Imperial City Restaurant." ”

Bo Chengyuan, "......"

Du Yi, "......"

White please, "......"

"Ahem, Mr. Bo, you don't have to be polite, we are not destined to be husband and wife, but we are half friends, I don't open this birthday gift Grandpa Bo will also let you prepare, instead of thinking about what to give me, it is better for me to tell you directly, right?"

Is she justified?

Dare to love Jiang Qian has long been eyeing that vase.