Chapter 159

Zhan Shiyu raised her eyes with some disappointment, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, so she was very cute, "Dad has always liked this painting, but I can't buy it, so he will be disappointed again..."

Ning Chujin glanced coldly at Zhan Shiyu, the corners of her lips curled up in a somewhat deviant way, and her voice was so cold and emotionless, "Don't worry, sister, I just wanted to buy this painting and give it to Mrs. Zhan. "

Play with her to retreat, sorry, she just won't take the bait.

Zhan Shiyu obviously didn't expect that Ning Chujin would refute her face so directly in front of Zhan Nanxiao. She held her breath in her heart and couldn't spit it out or swallow it. She was extremely depressed.

On the face, he still smiled at Ning Chujin, "Little Jin, I thought that you haven't taken the initiative to visit your sick father for so long, and you don't care about him at all..."

"Old Master Zhan is Anan's grandfather, that is, my grandfather. Is my sister trying to sow discord by saying this?" Ning Chujin's words became more and more sharp.

Zhan Shiyu's face turned red when he directly refuted it.

She bit her lip, her big eyes were almost covered with mist, but the smile on her face got bigger and bigger, "Why? It's rare that Xiao Jin is so filial, it's a good thing, as a sister-in-law I'm too happy. Boss, you can sell the painting to Xiao Jin, she will be willing to pay any money."

Zhan Shiyu smiled sweetly at the boss.

The boss couldn't help shaking his whole body, it was a war without gunpowder, tsk tsk, women are indeed the most unoffensive creatures in the world.

He doesn't have the guts to provoke trouble.

The boss smiled wryly in embarrassment, "You two ladies, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you, it's just... this painting, it..."

Before the boss finished speaking, a woman who still had a charm came out of the room.

The woman twisted her well-maintained body and walked towards them. Before anyone approached, she said in a voice, "Sorry, I told my old man to put away the painting. This painting is my private collection, carrying my whole life. Family memories cannot be sold...but my old man just loves to show off..."

While the woman was speaking, she had already walked in front of them, and her eyes swept towards Zhan Nanxiao from time to time.

Zhan Shiyu pushed the boat smoothly, "Since this is the case, we won't force others. Xiaojin, you haven't met my father before, so you don't know his preferences. Why don't I take you to see the gifts that Dad likes. Let's go."

As she spoke, she grabbed Ning Chujin's arm and walked out.

From the beginning to the end, Zhan Nanxiao just stared at Ning Chujin without interrupting.

Even Zhan Shiyu pretended to ask Laning Chujin to choose other gifts, but he never stopped him.

Although she also hopes to have a good relationship with Anan's family, seeing Anan's attitude makes her feel panicked.

Ying Xiaoxiao was even more unhappy, and she was about to pull Ning Chujin back.

But Ning Chujin said with a cold smile, "Okay."

He actually followed Zhan Shiyu away, left, left...

Ying Xiaoxiao opened her big eyes and was stunned for a long time before she regained her composure and followed closely.

As soon as they left, Zhan Nanxiao took a step forward, "How can I sell this painting?"

He didn't expect that his girl would come to choose gifts for grandpa in person.

In her memory, she didn't seem to have a good impression of his family.

So, for the sincerity of his girl, he deliberately stayed and fought for this painting for her.

The boss looked at the proprietress embarrassingly, hesitant to speak.

(End of this chapter)

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