Music plays.

Under the lights, Jiang Chen and Mu Qing'er danced.

It was not a complicated and difficult dance, but it attracted the attention of everyone in the Kyushu venue.

Mu Qing'er was very nervous, and her heart was beating wildly, as if she was about to jump out of her chest.

Under the light, the face that was always smiling made her familiar and unfamiliar.

What exactly is his background?

Why can you have a connection with the richest man Chen Zhong?

Why did he willingly stay in my house for three years?

……

All kinds of question marks lingered in her mind, making her step on Jiang Chen's feet several times, and her pretty face was so ashamed that she was about to bleed.

With Mu Qing'er's character, she is also rarely embarrassed to show timidity.

Under the stage, Qiao Qiao's pink fists were clenched, her pretty face was excited, and her smiling pale blue eyes were bent into crescents.

The three Uncle Mu beside him had extremely difficult faces, black as charcoal, and their thoughts were complicated.

Li Wanqing looked at the two figures on the stage with gloomy eyes, her expression was lonely and gloomy, if I danced with him on top, how good would it be?

Not far away, Yun Ye seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle in his heart, and looked at Li Wanqing with a calm face.

In a trance, at this moment, he understood why Li Wanqing drove him and Sun Xiaoyue away at Li Wanqing's private party, and specially reminded him.

At that time, Li Wanqing knew, right?

Yes, Yun Ye regretted it.

If it weren't for Sun Xiaoyue's existence, he would never have had such a stiff relationship with Jiang Chen.

With his birth, although his family education is not as strict as the Li family, he will not be disgusted with Jiang Chen when they meet for the first time.

After all, Jiang Chen was just an ant in his eyes, and he would not embarrass an ant.

But now, the ants have suddenly turned into towering beasts.

The relationship between the richest man Chen Zhong alone made his intestines green with regret.

For a while, everyone present had different thoughts.

Jiang Chen is indeed rumored to be a waste by the outside world, but can the waste ask the richest man Chen Zhong to help invite the whole city, just to celebrate his wife's birthday?

It's ridiculous!

After the song is over, the dance stops.

Jiang Chen took Mu Qing'er and bowed slightly to everyone, which attracted thunderous applause.

Mu Qing'er looked at the familiar faces in the front row below, these people used to be what she looked up to, and she could only peek at one side of the existence in some news.

And now, they all sat down and applauded her.

All this is because of this person around him.

Subconsciously, he looked at Jiang Chen with deep eyes, full of doubts.

"Don't worry, there's another surprise."

Feeling Mu Qing'er's gaze, Jiang Chen smiled softly and looked at the back of the stage in a blink of an eye.

A spotlight hit Jiang Chen's gaze at the right time.

The thunderous applause came to an abrupt end, and everyone was looking forward to it.

A figure in a white Tang costume slowly walked onto the stage.

Behind him, there were people carrying a long table with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.

It is the master of Chinese painting, Han Sanqian.

Wow......

Under the stage, there was a wave of exclamations.

"Chinese painting master Han Sanqian! Oh my god, how did he end up here? ”

"Jiang Chen invited him to have a birthday banquet for Mu Qing'er? No way? It is rumored that the three thousand people in China and South Korea have a proud personality, and if there is no art exhibition, few people can invite them. ”

"Oh my God, Han Sanqian, the master of Chinese painting, came to congratulate him in person, how much face does the Mu family have?"

……

Listening to the crowd's exclamations, Uncle Mu's faces became even more ugly, as if they had eaten stool, and the corners of their mouths twitched vigorously.

If it was an exclamation from ordinary people, they could still be cheeky and ignore.

But the people present tonight are all people with heads and faces in Jiangbei, and those who are stronger than the Mu family abound.

The exclamations of these characters were like invisible big hands, which were slapped the faces of the three people one after another.

The four words of the master of Chinese painting alone are the existence of the Mu family who dare not climb high now, and even in the future, they are not sure if they can climb high.

But now, he actually came to congratulate Mu Qing'er.

"Old Han!" Mu Qing'er covered her mouth with her hands and almost screamed.

Such a titan figure, his status is not weaker than Li Yun, a first-class wealthy family and a former king.

And even in a sense, stronger.

Han Sanqian, but he is internationally renowned.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, don't come unharmed." Han Sanqian leaned on the dragon's head crutches and smiled and hugged his fists at Jiang Chen.

Rumble!

The thunder of the words made Mu Qing'er's beautiful eyes widen to the limit, and she looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

This guy, when did the relationship with Han Sanqian become so close?

Actually called "friend"?

"Old Han, please splash ink." Jiang Chen returned the salute with a fist.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Kyushu venue secretly smacked their tongues, and their hearts were like a tsunami.

After the staff behind Han Sanqian arranged the long table paper inkstone, everyone's eyes were fixed.

Is this going to splash ink?

Sure enough, Han Sanqian smiled and hugged his fist at Mu Qing'er: "Little girl, you have a good husband, for your birthday, I specially invited the old man to come and pour ink to congratulate you." ”

"I can't help Han Lao, your status is respected, and it is already the glory of Qing'er to come in person, how can you splash ink on the spot?"

Mu Qing'er was so frightened that her face was pale, Han Sanqian's ink treasure was tens of millions, such a master, it was already a face appreciation to be able to come to congratulate her, splashing ink on the spot, how much face is this?

"Hahaha...... It's okay, it's okay, since the old man has promised Jiang Xiaoyou, he will definitely do it. ”

Han Sanqian looked at Jiang Chen with a smile: "Jiang Xiaoyou, don't forget, the old man also wants to ask you for a painting." ”

"Of course." Jiang Chen made a gesture of please, "Old Han, please." ”

Looking at Han Sanqian's case, Mu Qing'er's face changed red and white, and her entire handsome and beautiful facial features were in an extremely weird state of bloom at this time.

She looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief: "You painted for Han Lao?" ”

Oh, my God!

Han Lao meant to exchange paintings with Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen could paint except for washing and cooking? How can it still be compared to Han Sanqian's paintings?

Jiang Chen smiled noncommittally.

In the Kyushu venue, you can listen to the needle.

All eyes were on Han Sanqian.

The master of Chinese painting, who appeared to congratulate him, is already a big face.

Let the master of Chinese painting splash ink on the scene, such a face, not to mention that everyone here is gone, even if it is the richest man Chen Zhong, it is estimated that he will not be able to do it, right?

Han Sanqian had obviously already conceived the sketch of the painting, and he flowed smoothly without the slightest hesitation, and the pen was not different.

A landscape of ink painting soon appeared on the paper, lifelike and full of artistic conception.

Down, seal.

With the help of Han Chen, Han Sanqian picked up the landscape map, took the microphone from Jiang Chen's hand, and said with a smile.

"I would like to give this ink treasure to Mu Qing'er, I wish the Qing'er girl every year today, every year there is a present day, twenty-eight years of Hua will not be old, and a group of beautiful people."

Quiet.

There was still silence in the Kyushu venue.

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, and their heads were clouded by the shock.

I even forgot to applaud and welcome Han Sanqian after his congratulatory speech.

It wasn't until Jiang Chen took the lead in applauding that the audience burst into thunderous applause again.

"Let's take it." Jiang Chen said softly to Mu Qing'er.

Mu Qing'er came back to her senses, timidly walked in front of Han Sanqian, and respectfully accepted the painting.

Smelling the rich smell of ink on the paper, Mu Qing'er's mind was buzzing.

Tens of millions of paintings, really sent me?

Han Sanqian came and went quickly, and he hugged his fists at Jiang Chen and said a greeting, and then hurriedly stepped down.

He disdained to attend such an occasion.

But the inviter is Jiang Chen, and he must give face.

Jiang Chen walked to Mu Qing'er, who was in a daze, and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, there is still one behind." ”

"And?" Mu Qing'er's voice trembled.

Tonight's birthday banquet made her feel like she was struck by lightning again and again.

She really couldn't think of what else was behind her?

As soon as the words fell.

"Old man Chen Zhong came to congratulate Miss Mu, a gift of 10 million, a pair of jade Ruyi, and a pair of ...... for millennium coral"

The lengthy gift list reverberated through the sound in the Kyushu venue and exploded in everyone's ears.

Everyone gasped, shocked by the richest man Chen Zhong's generous move.

At the same time, he was also shocked that the Mu family's background was so terrifying.

First, there was a master of Chinese painting who splashed ink on the spot, and then there were countless congratulatory gifts from the richest man Chen Zhong.

With such a face, looking at the whole city, who else?

Uncle Mu's faces were as dead as ashes, and his body collapsed on the chair.

Tonight's shock, Rao's strong heart cultivated by the three of them through half body training, is also unbearable.

However, the matter is far from over.

When the voice that echoed the audience finished reading the congratulatory gift of the richest man Chen Zhong, he did not stop and recited again.

"King Zeng came to congratulate Miss Mu, a golden Buddha, and a jade Guanyin."

"The Li family in Jiangbei came to congratulate Miss Mu, a thousand-year-old ginseng, a thousand-year-old red sandalwood......"

"Jiangbei Guo's family came to congratulate Miss Mu......"