Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 29 It's over...

Yunmu nodded, and Xu Beihong's real work was auctioned off for [-] million yuan, which is really worth it.

"Little love mother, come here." Zhang Qingying yelled in the living room.

Wang Ning responded casually, before she had time to tidy up the painting, Wang Ning put the painting on the dining table, glared at Xiao Ai who was leisurely drinking water: "Don't make trouble, I dropped my painting, I will beat you when I come back. "

Xiao Ai was so scared that she immediately jumped three feet away from the painting. Wang Ning glanced at it and hurried to the living room.

Xiao Ai blew the hot water to make it colder, and took a sip, but it was still a little hot, so she had to blow it more.

Wang Ning has two major hobbies in her life. The first is beautiful men, so she learned Chinese painting because she said she wanted to draw beautiful men all over the world. Later, after painting, she began to like paintings and collected paintings by various famous masters.

Xiao Ai stood in front of Tagore's portrait and looked at it carefully, nodded. It was indeed good. This painting clearly used Western painting methods, but it still showed the charm of traditional Chinese painting.The character modeling is mainly based on lines, the face coloring is combined with the sketch method to express the spirit with the shape, and the background is processed with the traditional Chinese flower-and-bird painting method to highlight the character's personality and obvious personal style.

"Ha! Xiao Ai." A voice suddenly came from behind, making Xiao Ai tremble with fright, and hot water dripped onto the framed glass.

Xiao Ai knew it was her father, Su Lihui, even if she didn't turn her head. He always liked to scare her with funny tricks.

Xiao Ai stretched out her hand to wipe off the water droplets on the glass, lest she couldn't explain clearly with a few mouths later.

Su Lihui saw Xiao Ai behind him without looking back, what she was doing with her head down, and didn't know whether he had scared her or not just now.

Su Lihui was not reconciled, so he rushed to Xiao Ai's back, and shook Xiao Ai desperately a few times: "Xiao Ai is scared now..."

With a "bang", before Su Lihui finished speaking, there was a loud noise, and with the sound of glass shattering, the painting fell to the ground.

Su Lihui and Xiao Ai looked down at the same time, the first thought in Xiao Ai's mind was: It's over...

Tiger One's face just happened to have an irreparable crack in the perfect glass... Su Lihui also saw that painting, his wife spent [-] million to take it, and invested [-] in consignment insurance to ship it back, and now... Ruined by him and his precious daughter.

Xiao Ai came back to her senses first, her face was full of frustration, and she didn't dare to speak too loudly: "Dad, you broke the painting."

Xiao Ai now thinks, even if she held ten parent-teacher meetings and was scolded by her mother ten times in a row, she would not think it would be as dangerous as this time.

Su Lihui also came back to his senses after being told by Xiao Ai, his depressed face was uglier than Xiao Ai: "Xiao Ai, you are wrong to blame Dad, Dad only touched you just now, and I didn't even touch a single finger. "

"It was you who touched me that broke the painting."

"Absolutely not. Anyway, the painting doesn't have my fingerprints on it. I wouldn't admit it even if I was beaten to death."

Xiao Ai squatted down in distress, watching her father abandon her daughter to save her, it was too shameful: "Dad, I am your own daughter."

"Xiao Ai, I'm your real father." Su Lihui took two steps back, his steps were fast, and he retreated to the door in an instant. I haven't found it yet, so hurry up and clean up the mess, it's best to think of a sufficient and flawless excuse first, don't worry, I will help you stop your mother first, and give you more time to figure out a solution."

After finishing speaking, before Xiao Ai had time to speak, Su Lihui directly closed the kitchen door, like a gust of wind, coming and going in a hurry.

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Leaving Xiao Ai squatting alone looking at the pool of broken glass.

(End of this chapter)