My Wife in the City is Star Fruit

At this point, no one has continued to argue with Chu Mo. Among them, they are either businessmen or collectors, and they also have their own reputation in their hearts.One million is already expensive, and if you add the price to it, it is not worth it.

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The hostess at this price is not very satisfied: "One million for the first time, one million for the second time, one..."

"One hundred and one thousand."

Chu Mo turned his head slowly, and then saw Li He's smug eyes: "You caused me trouble before, and now I will cause you some trouble."

Chu Mo sneered and held up the sign: "Two million."

The expression on Li He's face suddenly froze, and Chu Mo said indifferently, "I don't like wasting time. Is there anyone else who can make a bid?"

In the end, the painting was successfully acquired by Chu Mo.

When I went to Qin Lao's house, Qin Lao was still nagging Chu Mo: "You really are, you are going to piss me off, two million to buy such a painting is not worth it at all, why bother for a short time? , asking such a high price?"

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Old Qin's study was quaint, with a large desk in the middle, and Chu Mo was on it, pulling the scroll open little by little.

"Elder Qin, do you have a knife?"

Old Qin found a knife and handed it to Chu Mo. "What are you going to do?"

Chu Mo smiled mysteriously as he looked at the painting he bought for two million. "I want to confirm my suspicions."

Chu Mo took the knife in his hand and cut the scroll along the edge.His movements are light, but smooth without the slightest pause.Old Qin's heart jumped to his throat, "You prodigal boy, you bought it back for two million just to destroy it?"

Chu Mo cut off all the excess white parts, leaving only the painted part.He tilted the blade and kept rubbing lightly on the corner of the painting, and then a small yellowish edge appeared.

Chu Mo squeezed it with his fingers, and then carefully tore the "membrane" apart. No one would have thought that there was actually a painting hidden in these words.

Old Qin was shocked, and he touched it with trembling hands: "I don't know whether to say that you have good eyesight, or the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves." There was a hint of despair in his voice, and some emotion. "I've also heard before that some people use special techniques to paint on the painting after painting to cover up what was originally painted."

"Picture in Picture." Soil.

Chapter [-]: Gift painting! "third chapter"

Qin Xiaoman himself didn't understand this. He only saw that Chu Mo showed such a hand, and his eyes lit up. Coupled with the appearance of Mr. Qin, in all likelihood, this painting was very precious.

"It's rare, it's rare!" Old Qin stood in front of the painting, his turbid eyes filled with excitement, and his hands trembled slightly, as if he was stroking a priceless treasure.

Chu Mo smiled, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at the painting, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. This painting is indeed very special. In the past, I couldn't help but be amazed.

"Chu boy, can you sell this painting to this old guy?" Qin Lao took his eyes off the painting with difficulty, and looked at Chu Mo with a hint of apprehension in his eyes. He collects paintings, but this painting makes him unable to take his eyes away. The smearing, color picking, and painting of the whole painting are all top-notch, and he can't help but be moved!

Chu Mo's eyes fell on the painting, and a very shallow smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Elder Qin, I am not a person who understands painting. This painting is also wronged by me."

Since Mr. Qin likes this painting, he naturally has no reason to reject it. After all, he has a good relationship with Mr. Qin. It's just a painting, and it doesn't matter if it is a personal relationship.

As soon as Mr. Qin heard it, he knew that it was done, and his eyes showed joy. He turned around and looked at the painting again.

"Is this painting really that good?" Qin Xiaoman couldn't see what was special about this painting. Seeing Lao Qin's excited appearance, he was a little curious. He walked to Chu Mo and asked in a low voice.

Chu Mo glanced at the painting, laughed lightly, turned his head and lowered his head slightly, in a good mood: "A picture within a picture, there may not be one in a thousand pictures, what do you think?"

Chu Mo was also in a very good mood when he found such a painting. He bought it for [-] million, and the current selling price can be said that [-] million is also low!

Qin Xiaoman covered his lips with surprise in his eyes. He looked at the painting with a hint of surprise. He didn't expect this painting to be so special. No wonder Mr. Qin was so excited.

"No wonder..." Qin Xiaoman whispered, looking at the distance between himself and Chu Mo, his face slowly flushed.

The distance between her and Chu Mo is less than a punch...

Chu Mo looked at Qin Xiaoman's porcelain white face stained with crimson, a little strange, his eyes fell on the distance between the two, his eyes showed a clear look, and he took a small step back.

He's a gentleman, and it's not his style to make a lady feel uncomfortable.

Qin Lao, who was immersed in the painting, didn't notice the little movements between the two at all, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. He is now full of eyes full of the painting in front of him.

Outside.

An old man in a Tang suit walked over, looking at the door in front of him, a sullen look appeared in his eyes, and the two walnuts in his hands that had been played with pulp made subtle noises.

"Huh~"

The old man lifted the hem of his clothes, and there was a faint gloom in the dark blue Tang suit, which, coupled with the anger in his eyes, made people want to take a few steps back.

inside the room.

"How do you see that this is a picture-in-picture?" Qin Xiaoman said curiously. Thinking of what happened just now, he felt very novel. Chu Mo just fiddled around the corner a few times, and he actually made it out. I found a painting, completely different from the one I just bought.

"Intuition." Chu Mo didn't say it in detail, and he couldn't explain this feeling, and Qin Xiaoman asked casually curiously, and it was nothing if he didn't explain.

"Okay..." Qin Xiaoman pouted, turned around and wanted to pull over the chair to sit down, but as soon as he turned around, his ankle twisted, and the whole person fell directly.

"Ah—" The scream blurted out, and the old man outside pushed the door open...

Chu Mo was startled. Between the electric light and flint, his movements were faster than he thought. He directly grabbed Qin Xiaoman's arm. With a force, Qin Xiaoman threw himself into Chu Mo's arms from the distance that he was about to touch the ground.

The soft fragrance unique to women spread from the tip of Chu Mo's nose, making his heart skip a beat.

Qin Xiaoman didn't expect this to happen. She had already made plans to fall to the ground, but the world suddenly turned around. Before she could react, she saw a person entering the door.

"Grandpa?" Seeing the man's appearance, Qin Xiaoman opened his mouth and shouted, with a surprised look, why did Grandpa come here?

As soon as Qin Zhutian entered the door, he saw Qin Xiaoman threw himself in Chu Mo's arms, with a rosy face on his face, how to see what they were doing just now, Qin Zhutian's heart was full of anger, and he walked to Qin Zhutian. In front of Xiaoman...  

Qin Xiaoman opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Qin Zhutian grabbed her wrist. With a force, he pulled her out of Chu Mo's arms. Before she could say a word, Qin Zhutian took her palm with the wind. A slap slapped Qin Xiaoman's face directly.