Chapter 517

"How many?"

Jiang Tang took a sharp breath.

"Did you say it wrong or did I hear it wrong?"

[-] million meters of gold?Be funny!She saw that Fu Yaoxing's previous paintings were better than this.

"You heard me right and neither did I."

Jiang Tang's face suddenly looked like wrinkles on a steamed bun, "Why did you spend so much money on this?"

"Ms. Fu has always been vindictive, she has always been in style."

Jiang Tang was confused by Fu Yaoxing's endless words.

"Ms. Fu?"

"Well, it's a small price to get her into the game."

Fu Yaoxing removed the painting from the frame and fixed it on the drawing board. She took out her drawing tools and prepared to fill in the last pair of eyes.

As soon as Jiang Tang heard the word "enter the game", he remembered what Fu Yaoxing had said before.

"She was the one you said you were waiting for? Who is she? What does this painting mean?"

While mixing the paint, Fu Yaoxing replied, "She is the one who took me away from the orphanage."

Jiang Tang was shocked again and said, "Isn't that your adoptive mother?"

"Ah."

When Jiang Tang saw that Fu Yaoxing mentioned her, his attitude was indifferent, and the relationship between the two would not be very good.

So he stopped talking and just stood quietly by the side watching Fu Yaoxing's painting.

Fu Yaoxing was skilled in painting, and quickly filled those eyes.

The outline and other facial features of the woman in the painting are very similar to Fu Yaoxing's. Jiang Tang originally thought that Fu Yaoxing would fill in his own eyes, but the painted eyes are cold and indifferent.

She was condescending like a judge, making Jiang Tang feel like she was being looked down upon.

She didn't dare to ask Fu Yaoxing if those eyes belonged to her adoptive mother.

Because ever since Fu Yaoxing finished painting these eyes, there was an air of alienation and resistance on his body.

Fu Yaoxing and the woman in the painting looked at each other coldly.

Then filled a basin of water and lit the painting with a lighter.

The paintings worth [-] million meters of gold turned into ashes and fell into the basin.

Jiang Tang sighed inwardly, and stopped talking about her adoptive mother, but asked softly, "Yao Yao, shall we have hot pot tonight?"

Fu Yaoxing suddenly smiled, with a gentle smile, as if the indifference just now had never happened.

"Okay, I will accompany you to eat whatever my cousin wants to eat."

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On the day of the Golden Peony Film Festival, not only was the scene grand and lively, fans from various families had already gathered in the live broadcast room, and they frantically swiped the names of their idols on the barrage.

Among them, Fu Yaoxing has the most fans, almost alone, occupying the entire screen.

The selection has not yet started, and the huge screen on the stage broadcasts the dynamics of the live room in real time.

Bai Yiyi heard that there were stars around her sighing.

"I didn't expect it. How long has it been since the Bright Night, and Fu Yaoxing's popularity is over the top. I really envy his good luck. If I also have a rich fan, I might be the one who is famous today."

"If you have fans who are willing to give you a house or a car, why are you in the entertainment industry? Hurry up and marry into a wealthy family!"

"Haha, when it comes to this, I have to admire Fu Yaoxing's charm. A local rich fan can boast to the sky, but she is lucky. In addition to that fan, there is also a former president of the Mu family who resigned for her. It is said on the Internet , she and Bai Yiyi used to be rivals, but now, Bai Yiyi is not worthy to be compared with her."

Bai Yiyi didn't expect that the melon would eventually eat back on her body.

In the eyes of these people, is she no longer worthy of being compared with Fu Yaoxing?
(End of this chapter)

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