Song Bo looked at Tang Xiaoqing with a wry smile, and waved his hand again and again: "Miss Tang, don't make the old man angry, you should wear it." ”

Faced with such a domineering old man, Tang Xiaoqing had no choice but to obey his fate first.

Although she did not know jewelry, the green gems were beautiful, and the ring itself was exquisite, and it was very delicate and different from ordinary antiques.

Tang Xiaoqing put it on her hand, and her whole hand was so beautiful that she didn't know it.

She peeked at Lu Chenghe, and he smiled.

Since entering the Lu family's old house, he has always been in a good mood.

Forget it, since they don't care, then they are happy to take advantage.

Tang Xiaoqing didn't care about the ring anymore, and immediately put on an expression of reluctance to cut love, and secretly taught the old man the simplest and easiest painting skills to learn in a low voice.

The old man also looked at Lu Chengsi and Song Bo with a vigilant face, and repeatedly ordered them to retreat, "Don't steal from school."

Song Bo once invited a few painting teachers for the old man, but they were all too profound, and the old man lost his temper in the clouds and drove them all away.

But now it's different, this is a "trick" to keep the first in the world, and this trick is really easy to understand, and the old man actually learned it with relish.

This was the first time he really came into contact with the painting technique, and after mastering it, he painted again, and it was really more presentable.

"Not bad!" Tang Xiaoqing praised, "Grandpa, you are amazing, you learned it so quickly!" ”

The old man naturally smiled.

Tang Xiaoqing inadvertently glanced at Lu Chenghei and found that the smile between his eyebrows was more obvious.

It seems that he is satisfied, and when he goes back to negotiate with him, he will have more capital.

The old man had the most basic painting skills, and he was reluctant to stop painting for a while.

Drawing, he suddenly looked at Tang Xiaoqing vigilantly: "You sold me this trick, you are not allowed to practice secretly, otherwise you are welcome!" ”

"Got it, got it." Tang Xiaoqing said generously, looking at the diamond ring in her hand, thinking in her heart, when the term of office of "Mrs. Lu" ended, should she hold a painting master class to recruit these confused billionaires.

Song Bo went to the front yard to get some information for Lu Chenghe.

Lu Chengsi walked behind the old man and tried to communicate with him: "Grandpa, you try to draw the lines like this-"

Tang Xiaoqing glanced at him unexpectedly, this legendary playboy obviously knows a little about painting, and he gives good guidance.

But the old man, who was devoting himself to painting, glared: "What do you know!" ”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly looked at Lu Chenghei again, frowning: "By the way, who are you?" ”

"Grandpa," Lu Chengsi looked up at the old man, sighing in his heart, but he had to say, "I am Chenghei." ”

"Heir? Oh, heirs. The old man's memory is confused, but occasionally when he is sober, he seems to remember that Lu Chengsi is his grandson, and there is some kindness in his eyes, and he keeps staring at Lu Chenghe.

"Grandpa, the heir is very handsome." Tang Xiaoqing was courteous, and the purpose was naturally very simple, still so that he could formally negotiate with him later.

"You are not the heir," the old man said suddenly, "you are the heir." ”

This is the second time Tang Xiaoqing has come into contact with the name "Chengze".

Stunned, she remembered the passport she saw last night, and Lu Chenghe's strange reaction at that time.

Tang Xiaoqing was puzzled, and deliberately said: "Grandpa, aren't Cheng Hei and Cheng Ze the same person?" ”