Along the way, Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingjue sat side by side. She kept looking out the window without even looking at him.
Everything about her body showed her rejection of him.
Shen Jingjue glanced at her with splashing eyes, and wanted to ask her several times, but found it difficult to speak.
Shen Nanhuai's private villa is located in Juyue Bay in Shengjing. It is surrounded by mountains and is quiet and quiet, giving it a sense of being hidden away from the city.
"Grandpa! I'm here to see you!"
Tang Qiaoer's expression cleared away the gloom as soon as she entered the door, her bright smiling eyes were like the crescent moon, and her clear voice was like the cry of a warbler.
In fact, she felt slightly uneasy about the bracelet, and it took a long time of mental preparation before she dared to enter.
"Xiao Xiao is here? My dear, I miss you so much!" Shen Nanhuai was pushed out in a wheelchair by Secretary Xu.
As soon as he saw his grandson's wife, the old man's spirit, which had been sluggish for several days, suddenly became hale and hearty, and his eyebrows almost flew up.
"Girl, where have you been running around these past few days? Do you not want me? Do you not love me?!"
Shen Nanhuai took Tang Qiao'er's little hand and squeezed it tightly, then asked her three times about her affection.
Shen Jingjue's lips twitched in displeasure.
I thought to myself that this old man was really a coquettish old man. He still spoke so rudely when he was eighty years old. He could not fly into the sky when he was eighteen years old. I guess Huo Ruxi would have called him Grandmaster.
"Grandpa, I've been busy with work recently and had a business trip, so I didn't bother to contact you. It's my fault. Please scold me." Tang Qiao'er knelt down and smiled sweetly.
"How can I bear to scold you, girl? I'm very happy to see you."
As he spoke, Shen Nanhuai glared at Shen Jingjue, "If it hadn't been for a certain blind and blind brat who interfered with this, I would have been able to see my precious grandson-in-law every day. Why would I spend so much effort!"
Tang Qiaoer smiled awkwardly and had no words to answer for a while.
Shen Jingjue's face darkened. He knew that he shouldn't come tonight. If he came, he would be at risk.
"Xiao Xiao, I got a new painting here, and I'm not even willing to show it to others. I'm saving the first one for you to see!" Shen Nanhuai happily took Tang Qiao'er's hand and walked to the study.
"You actually want me to help you identify treasures, right?" Tang Qiao'er curled her lips, her lips slightly twitching.
"Hey, you found out!"
Shen Jingjue stood behind Tang Qiaoer, suddenly startled secretly.
He had been married to her for three years, but he didn't know that she was articulate, could race cars, calligraphy, and tailor, and he didn't know that she could appraise treasures.
He didn't believe how one person could have so many skills at the same time.
So I wanted to take a look.
On the long sandalwood table in the study room, Secretary Xu had already put on white gloves and carefully spread out a painting in front of the three of them.
"Xiaoxiao, this is grandpa's new one. Please help grandpa palm his eyes." Shen Nanhuai looked forward to it.
"Yes, Grandpa."
Tang Qiaoer stood slimly in front of the painting, picked up a magnifying glass and bent down, with her left hand behind her back, looking carefully.
When Shen Jingjue saw her serious look, her face remained cold, but the corners of her lips rose unconsciously.
She seems to be hiding an old scholar in her sixties under her delicate and beautiful skin, which is quite interesting.
Shen Nanhuai noticed the bracelet on Tang Qiaoer's left wrist, his eyes flashed, but the loving smile on his face did not diminish.
"This is "Picture of Xiao Si in Qingluan" by Li Cheng, a master of painting in the Five Dynasties and early Song Dynasty." Tang Qiao'er curled her lips and her eyes were full of confidence.
"Exactly." Shen Nanhuai nodded with a smile.
Shen Jingjue narrowed his eyes slightly and quietly approached the painting, and also approached her.
"The Painting of Xiao Temple in Qingluan contains the seal of the Northern Song Dynasty's Imperial Household Department, Zhongshu Sheng. Although there is no description, it cannot be judged to be an authentic work by Li Cheng. However, the trees in this painting are mostly shaped in curved postures, which is Li Cheng's characteristic technique.
The pen and ink are exquisite, the charm is beautiful, the smoke forest is clear..."
Tang Qiao'er slowly said in a soft tone, she has a high level of appreciation of paintings and knows many treasures.
Shen Jingjue was fascinated by what she heard, and his gaze on her profile could not help but deepen.
"However, grandpa, I have to tell you with regret that this painting of yours is not an original work from the Song Dynasty, but a forgery passed down and copied by later generations. But his writing is indeed very Li Cheng's style."
Because the original painting hangs in Lao Wan's private studio. ha! ha! ha!
"Huh? Harsh! Alas! I made a mistake again this time!" Shen Nanhuai sighed like an old child.
Tang Qiaoer raised her eyelids slightly and met Shen Jingjue's overly focused gaze.
