In a short time, when Yang Xingli, who was on vacation abroad, thought that he was sure to win, the curator called him.

"I'm really sorry Yang Shao, this painting has been booked by Mrs. Pei."

"Who?!" Yang Xingli immediately jumped up from the beach chair.

"It's Mrs. Pei."

Yang Xingli gritted his back molars, and only after a long time did he hold back four words.

"I see."

He irritably buttoned up his brown hair, which had been tossed by the sea breeze, and his elegant little face was full of dryness at the moment.

To be such a coincidence, the last time I robbed with myself was Tired Master, this time I was directly replaced by Mrs. Pei.

If Mrs. Pei herself, she would definitely not be able to win.

What can I do about this?

He really likes this painting very much, he can't let his mother fight with Mrs. Pei, right?

And Mrs. Pei is a well-known embroidery lover in the circle,

So she definitely won't back down, and she can't go to Bai Ling again.

After struggling for a whole afternoon, Yang Xingli decided to go to his mother for help.

Standing on the seashore and stepping on the waves, Yang Xingli held his mobile phone and said something to the phone.

"Mom, I have something I want you to help with."

When Mrs. Yang heard this, she couldn't help laughing, "What made us so hesitant?" ”

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, as soon as Yang Xingli opened her mouth, she knew that the other party had mentioned it after a long time of thinking.

Her son has always been spoiled by several older brothers, and he can solve anything by himself.

She was really a little curious about what was so difficult to talk to herself about and ask her to do something.

"Mom fell in love with someone, so I wanted to collect that person's work, but now I have a problem, Mrs. Pei also likes that work, so I ......" Yang Xingli was a little difficult to speak.

I always feel like it's a little hard for my mother.

Hearing this, Mrs. Yang understood everything.

"So that's the case, since the oak has already thought about it, then mom will go and help you run." Mrs. Yang didn't ask anything else, nor did she say anything else, but directly told him happily that she was willing to help.

"Thank you, Mom!" Yang Xingli was very happy.

Because after Mrs. Yang, his son is not the kind of child who does not know how to be polite and ignorant, he must have thought carefully before opening up to himself, which proves that he really likes to let go of that work, since this is the case, the mother naturally has to fight for her son.

"Steward Li, get ready, we're going to visit Mrs. Pei."

……

……

Since the children left, Fang Qingyan felt that life was a lot boring.

Pei Zhiyun was fishing in the pond in the yard, she was about to die of boredom, but Pei Zhiyun still thought it was fun, Fang Qingyan was bored with melon seeds, and watched the recording of the embroidery national competition on the tablet.

Her daughter-in-law looked good and died in the competition.

"Madam, Mrs. Yang is visiting."

When Fang Qingyan heard this, he immediately threw back the melon seeds in his hand.

"Let's go, let's pick up someone!"

Someone finally came to play with her, and she was about to get moldy.

When Mrs. Pei received Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Yang happened to walk to the door.

"Ning Ning, you finally came to me, you haven't come to see me for a long time."

Mrs. Yang has a very nice name, her name is Jiang Wanning.

Mrs. Yang's father was a famous talent back then, so he gave Mrs. Yang such a poetic name.

"It's mine, isn't it, haven't I come to make amends to you?" Mrs. Yang smiled and pulled Mrs. Pei to reminisce, and as soon as the two sisters met, it seemed that they had endless words.

"You don't come much, you frame others are almost the same, but if you want to trick me, then you are choosing the wrong person." Fang Qingyan glared at her with disgust, "Whoever doesn't know is the most relatives of your Yang family." I can't finish the first day of junior high school to the tenth day of junior high school, can you have time to come and see me? ”

"I see that you just have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace."

Because they are little sisters they know, Mrs. Pei doesn't have to deliberately care about anything when she speaks.

"I can think of anything but you." Mrs. Yang pretended to be serious.

But she said, "But there's a little favor I need your help with." ”

Mrs. Pei laughed, "I knew it was okay for you to come to the door on time, so let's talk about it." ”

"My son recently fell in love with a female blogger, that blogger usually embroiders or something, no, recently that blogger went to participate in a program called what is the New Year celebration.

My son likes her works very much and wants to collect them, who knows that when I call and ask, you will collect them, so my son asked me to ask if you can cut love? ”

Fang Qingyan already knew what was going on when he heard the second half, but he didn't expect such a coincidence.

Yang Xingli's stinky boy is still very discerning, and he is actually the same person she likes.

Mrs. Pei pulled Mrs. Yang to sit down, "I thought it was such a big deal, it turned out to be such a thing, if you are busy with a phone call, you still need to make such a special trip?" ”

"So you agreed?" Mrs. Yang was slightly happy in her heart.

However, the corners of Mrs. Pei's mouth sank a little, "I'm sorry, if it were someone else, I would have agreed, but I won't let out Qingyue's work." ”

The smile on Mrs. Yang's face slowly disappeared, "Didn't you just say that it was not easy for me to make a trip?" ”

"Other people's works are easy to discuss, but Qingyue's is not good." Mrs. Pei insisted that she would not cede it.

Mrs. Yang couldn't help but laugh when she looked at Fang Qingyan's stubborn appearance, "You are really, aren't you afraid that your daughter-in-law will know that you have collected other people's works?" ”

Who knew that Fang Qingyan stretched out a finger and swung it, "I'm really not afraid." I'll tell you quietly, in fact, Qingyue is Bailing, so ...... You get the idea, right? ”

Her daughter-in-law's work is a must-have!

And this work is so amazing, she has to get her hands on it no matter what.

"What? You say that Qingyue is ......" Mrs. Yang stood up in surprise, which his son did not mention to himself at all.

On the other hand, Fang Qingyan looked proud, "Yes." But not many people know about it at the moment, so don't tell me about it. ”

Mrs. Yang walked out of the gate of Pei's house, got into her car, and immediately called her son.

"Son, don't think about that painting, you can't buy it."

"Okay, I see, thank you Mom." Yang Xingli didn't expect that his mother would speak in person, but Mrs. Pei still refused to cede it.

Hearing her son's lost voice, Jiang Wanning asked tentatively: "Do you know who Qingyue's true identity is?" ”

"I don't know."

"That's Bai Ling, it's Fang Qingyan's daughter-in-law, do you think she can cut her love to you? That's still Pei Ti's daughter-in-law, son, or let's change someone else to like it, right? ”

I don't like it!