Zhu Xiaoting suddenly regained her spirits, talking endlessly about how gorgeous the painting style is, how beautiful the lines are, exaggerating and exaggerating, without repeating a word.

This movement attracted many onlookers, who came over curiously to listen.

Zhu Xiaoting has taken art subjects abroad, and she knows everything well, and everyone nods frequently when she speaks.

She is complacent and quite self-satisfied.

"Look, I'm right. Everyone agrees. A bumpkin like you who has never studied abroad will never understand."

She suffered too many losses in Qingting's hands, and now she finally managed to win a round, not to mention how proud she is.

She couldn't help but look at Qi Rui, posing the most beautiful angle, "Shao Rui, what do you think?"

Qingting smiled lightly, without any trace of embarrassment, but as if watching a good show.

Showing off, pretending to be tall, but also to see if you have this strength.

Everyone looked at Qi Rui, and the corner of Qi Rui's mouth hooked up, drawing a mocking arc.

"It's ugly, the painting is ugly, and the person who shows off is even uglier."

In just one sentence, there was a condescending arrogance, an unattainable demeanor above everyone, and he forced the scene to be suppressed.

Zhu Xiaoting's triumphant smile froze, as if she had been slapped twice, she was extremely embarrassed, "Young Master Rui, you can't favor Ye Qingting, and you can't speak out of conscience."

She doesn't believe it anymore, no matter how much she protects her, can she still argue in front of everyone?

After all, he was a respectable person, and at the very least, he must maintain his face.

Unexpectedly, Qi Rui glanced at her lightly, lowered his head and kissed Qingting's forehead, "My wife is always right, she will do whatever she says, and I support it unconditionally."

He made no secret of his affectionate side. Loving someone is a happy thing, and he is not afraid of being seen by others.

Qingting smiled sweetly, looking at her husband with tenderness in her eyes.

The eyes of the women present were all red with jealousy. Such a handsome, rich, and affectionate man, why isn't his swollen his own?

Zhu Xiaoting went crazy with jealousy, and grabbed Aaron's arm fiercely, "Aaron, look, someone is bullying me, help me express my anger."

What's so great, she also has a man, and is rich and powerful, no worse than anyone else.

Aaron's scalp was numb, he didn't dare to offend Qingting, but he didn't want to cut Zhu Xiaoting's face in public either.

After all, he came with her, and her face was his face.

"Everyone's appreciation is different. If you like this painting, just buy it."

Zhu Xiaoting's eyes lit up, and she became a little more energetic, "But it's very expensive, and I heard it's not for sale."

Just now, he was like a deflated ball, but now his face is radiant, and he is so excited that he can't help himself.

Aaron said lightly, "I have a solution, don't worry, just wait to receive the gift."

Zhu Xiaoting's brows were beaming with joy, and she raised her toes to send a sweet kiss.

"You are so kind to me, I am so happy."

Although this man is not as outstanding as Rui Shao, he treats her very well, the key is that he is willing to spend money for her.

He is willing to buy whatever she likes, and this kind of pampering makes her very satisfied.

She acted coquettishly, showing her affection in public, for fear that others would not know how favored and beautiful she was.

She even stared at Qingting a few times intentionally or unintentionally, secretly protesting.

Qingting rolled her eyes towards the sky, she was so bored. "let's go."

Anyway, he has already been here, and he can leave after showing his face, but what about the master, why is it still not bubbling?

Pretending to be mysterious, isn't it?

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