The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

The picture looks a bit old. Even if it's wrapped around the frame, the metal edges of the frame are rusty. At least 20 years.

Isn't grandma always living in a slum with herself? How can you know such a famous family as Master Cheng?!

"What are you doing?! Stop it

Suddenly, Huo nianian was shocked by the old voice coming from outside the door. She just subconsciously reached out to touch the grandmother in the picture, although it was painted. But because the artist is very skillful, it's almost the same as the photo.

When grandma was young!

"Miss Cheng, I'm..."

"Who told you to move this one?"

Master Huo wants to remind Huo to come in with a crutch, but he can't see how Huo read quickly when he comes in. "You can only move the pictures on the list I gave you, and the rest can't move. Don't you understand this truth?"

Maybe it's because I'm in a hurry. The old man was panting.

Huo nianian's tense mood calmed down. "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else. It's just

"Read, stop talking." Mu Li suddenly ran from behind. "Old man, I say you are too fussy. People just see that you have a deep knowledge of painting and want to have a look at it. Are you so excited? "

Mu Li said and rolled his eyes. He dragged Huo nianian behind him. He looks like a calf protector.

Huo Niannian is grateful.

But at the same time, he was surprised why Mr. Cheng was so excited. Mr. Cheng was pacified by Mu Li. The two men went out, and Huo nianian poured two glasses of water. When I got to the sofa, I heard the old man say, "ah. That picture You young people don't understand. It's so important to me. At that time, a week before my granddaughter's birthday, we were all in our family. I drew them a picture that I wanted to frame. Who knows my granddaughter disappeared before the painting was sent out to be mounted. That's the only picture of her before she disappeared. "

"But didn't Huo Qingyun find it?" Mu Li was puzzled.

He had heard what the old man said. It is said that the marriage of Cheng Wan and Huo Zhiyuan almost shocked the whole city of S, but only within a month after their daughter was born, the child was lost.

Although they came back later and the matter was suppressed, there will still be people talking about it.

"Qing Yun No more. Anyway, that painting is very important to me

The old man showed that he didn't want to talk about it any more, but Huo nianian accidentally knocked the teacup off!

"Why are you so frivolous?"

The old man was a little angry. What he cares about most is his granddaughter. Now the girl wants to impersonate her granddaughter. How can he not be angry?

But Huo nianian couldn't help but get a sour nose. "Mr. Cheng, the aunt in that picture is my grandmother. I I'm a little excited. I'm sorry

"Your grandmother?" Mu Li exclaimed.

"Well."

The old man and Mu Li looked at her one after another. Huo nianian knew that the old man might be against him, but she didn't want to miss this opportunity. She doesn't want to know about the gratitude and resentment in the Grand Courtyard. She just wants to find her own life experience.

"Mr. Cheng, may I ask you a question?" Huo nianian looked at the old man directly, "is my grandmother a servant of the Cheng family in that painting?"

Actually, Huo nianian has already thought about it