There was a brief silence.
The elevator lights flickered, indicating that it was about to close.
"Concubine, let's just assume that you two agree, haha."
Ruan Yusheng waved the folding fan gently in her hand, and naturally hooked Chen Bei's forearm with her other hand and pulled gently.
The two of them walked in tandem and just entered at the last moment when the elevator door closed.
"Hello--"
Jiang Nannan finally couldn't help it, but could only watch the gap closing.
"grandfather!"
she shouted a little hastily.
"How old are you when you have to rely on grandpa to push you for this kind of thing?"
Jiang Wanli couldn't laugh or cry, his beard was crooked.
"Men are made by robbing! If you don't take action, look, you will be kidnapped, right?"
He taught domineeringly.
"Woooo..."
"Next time you encounter this kind of situation, you can't let go. Alas, what do you want grandpa to say to you..."
At the same time, in the private elevator space.
"Ms. Ruan, the elevator is quite spacious."
"Haha, look at what you said. With a beauty like me by your side, is this all the husband wants to say?"
"I can't afford to be a husband."
"What's wrong?"
Ruan Yusheng pretended to be angry, and her cheeks seemed slightly drunk.
"Could it be that Mr. Lang regards me as that kind of woman who is a playboy?"
"Not really."
"Or are you afraid of dirtying your husband's innocence by interacting with me?"
"..."
Chen Bei didn't know how to respond to such proactive and bold remarks.
"Miss Ruan, I never meant this."
"Then why did I invite you to the mansion to talk to me at the dinner party last time? It's been so many days and I still haven't seen you come to visit me?"
"Obviously, I leave a crack in the door of my room for my husband every night~"
Ruan Yusheng held her plump breasts in her hands and sighed matter-of-factly.
"With all due respect, what is Miss Ruan doing?"
Chen Bei looked at the elevator getting closer to the bottom floor and didn't want to get entangled anymore.
"Haha, won't you know it when Mr. Lang arrives at the house?"
Ruan Yusheng made a conscious move and distanced himself.
Although it was only for a moment, Chen Bei was sure.
In this step, there is some form and spirit of ancient martial arts.
That is to say...
"Ding~"
As the elevator door opened again, the two of them walked out of the elevator one after another.
The ambiguous flirting in the elevator just now seemed like just a dream.
"Miss, please keep your collection."
A waiter appeared at the right time and respectfully handed the elegantly packaged "Tibetan Authentic Note" to Ruan Yusheng.
Faced with a treasure worth 400 million yuan, Ruan Yusheng just picked it up casually.
The next second, he stuffed it into Chen Bei's arms without hesitation.
Chen Bei was stunned for a moment, then caught it steadily.
Looking at that beautiful face with mystery and desire written on it, Chen Bei felt that for the first time he could not see through this woman.
"After accepting my gift, you can no longer let me stay alone in the empty room, okay?"
Ruan Yusheng smiled charmingly, left a meaningful "wink", and left.
"Master Medical Immortal!"
When Jiang Nannan arrived, he saw the calligraphy and painting in Chen Bei's hand and was instantly jealous.
There is a sense of urgency that someone else will get there first.
Along the way, she introduced her family's collection of calligraphy and paintings, from royal handwritings to everyone's original works. She wished that Chen Bei could clear out all these treasures at once.
Chen Bei had no choice but to refuse them one by one.
After sending him outside Panlong Villa, Jiang Nannan was still reluctant to say goodbye.
"Mr. Medical Immortal, if I get a terminal illness, can you stay by my side?"
"What are you talking about? If there's another time, we'll never see you again."
Chen Bei knocked her on the head seriously.
"Hey, I got it."
Jiang Nannan covered her head and smiled happily.
"Each of these women is more incomprehensible than the last."
After watching Jiang Nannan's car leave, Chen Bei couldn't help but complain secretly.
Carrying an ancient cursive scroll worth 400 million, he slowly returned to Peach Blossom Temple.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bai Susu with a bad complexion.
Bai Yuebo and Bai Shuzheng were also there.
Chen Bei ignored it and was about to go upstairs.
"Humph, you had fun, didn't you?"
Bai Susu asked abruptly.
Chen Bei didn't want to pay attention to this meaningless conversation.
Which white Susu started to chase after him.
"It must have been stained with a lot of peach blossoms. The smell of rouge hit my nose."
"Are you a dog?"
"You are the dog!"
Bai Susu stood up angrily.
"My mother is so good to you. During these critical days of hospitalization and observation, do you still have the heart to go out and have a good time?"
"Who's living like crazy?"
"You have a woman to keep you company and you don't have wine?"
Bai Susu sniffed it and thought to herself.
"Hmph, it was handled quite cleanly."
"Some of your tendons are out of alignment, so you came here to vent your anger, right?"
Chen Bei immediately grasped the key to the problem.
"I!"
Bai Susu held her breath.
"I didn't! I just look down on you!"
"You are a drunken and lewd person, and your soul will be seduced as soon as you have any contact with a woman! I will look down on you!"
"You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?"
"I still don't understand the thoughts of you stinky men?!"
Bai Susu hurry up and output.
"In short, today you must either admit your mistake or explain clearly!"
"If you can't explain it, I think you should stop calling me godmother!"
Hearing this, Chen Bei was not upset, but walked up to Bai Shuzheng openly.
"What?"
Bai Shuzheng, who was still sipping the tea and watching the fire from the other side, glanced at Chen Bei with some repulsion.
"Uncle Bai, I have a cursive calligraphy treasure here. Please accept it."
"Cursive writing?"
Bai Shuzheng suddenly felt energetic.
But when he thought that it was given by Chen Bei, a country boy, he immediately waved his hand.
"No need to, I never accept gifts from juniors."
Although the current intention was not stated clearly, every move made it clear.
What kind of street stall has the nerve to let me see it?
Don't think that you can send me away just by giving me something.
I am the leading calligrapher in Jiangcheng. What kind of cursive calligraphy is this? Is it worthy?
Seeing the contempt in the corners of the other party's eyes, Chen Bei understood instantly.
The godmother is obviously such a good person, but why are the husband and son on the street so useless?
He felt worthless for Xue Hairou.
"Uncle Bai, are you serious about not accepting it?"
"No."
"I think it's better to keep it."
"You still want me to say that even if I don't accept it, I won't accept it."
Bai Shuzheng spoke righteously, but he looked like he was at a disadvantage.
OK, there are only three things to do.
Chen Bei immediately gave up his thoughts.
But in the end, he still left a meaningful sentence.
"It was originally Huaisu's "Hidden True Calligraphy" given by a friend. It's a pity."
"puff."
When Bai Shu heard this, he almost choked on his sip of tea!
"You, what did you say you were holding?"
