The husband assigned by the state is too deep into the drama

Luo Ziyue choked, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Xiao wants to know about Qingyun's childhood? Why don't we find a place and have a good chat."

Luo Ziyue is smart, she knows that Xiao Yanxing is interested in Luo Qingyun now, although she disdains it, it is easiest to start the conversation between the two of them from Luo Qingyun.

Luo Qingyun saw Luo Ziyue approaching suddenly, but the man didn't dodge, her heart was pulled violently.

Will he like his cousin?
Xiao Yanxing seemed to have sensed something, looked up, smiled at her, then pushed the woman in front of her, with a straightforward voice, "I will listen to her personally about Qingyun's matter. I don't know a single word you say Will believe."

"You..." Luo Ziyue didn't expect Xiao Yanxing to trust Luo Qingyun so much.

At the same time, Luo Qingyun praised him greatly in her heart.

Fang Qiong couldn't stay any longer, and rushed forward to help her daughter on the ground, with a stern voice, "Is this how you treat women? You don't look like a man at all!"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it. Who is the other party? He is the vigorous and vigorous president of the Xiao Group. If he tried to clean up her house by any means, wouldn't it be the end of it? Thinking about it, his body began to tremble.

In the end, it was Luo Ziyue who helped her calm down, "Don't be afraid, Mom, if he really wants to go to Luo Qingyun in the future, he won't dare to do anything to the Luo family just because of our relative status."

Sure enough, Xiao Yanxing didn't care too much, but just answered her words bluntly, "Since you know that you are a woman, don't always think about rubbing against men. If you don't know, you may think you are standing on the street."

"you……"

Luo Ziyue's face turned purple, but she couldn't refute.

As soon as the curator heard that Xiao Yanxing was coming, he hurried to the gallery, "Yanxing, you are here."

The curator is an old man in his 70s, and he and Xiao Yanxing are old friends. As soon as he heard that his friend was coming, he rushed over immediately.

"This is...your wife?"

Just as Xiao Yanxing wanted to nod, Luo Qingyun hurriedly added, "Girlfriend."

Seeing Xiao Yanxing's deflated expression, the curator suddenly realized that the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be hidden.

Turning around again, seeing Fang Qiong's mother and daughter, she asked politely, "Are these two..."

"do not know."

Luo Qingyun didn't refute this time, she really didn't want to know these two.

The curator chuckled, "Miss Madam, take a look slowly, let's go, let's watch as we walk, which work do you like?"

Xiao Yanxing pointed at the family of three in front of him, "That's it."

The curator smiled all over his face, "Okay, I'll let the front desk install it for you."

"Wait!" Luo Ziyue didn't want to be ignored, and directly threatened, "The donor of this painting is me, and I don't want to give it to them."

She was humiliated just now, and she must avenge this revenge.

Luo Qingyun was so angry that her lungs hurt, and she pointed at the portrait, "The man and woman in this painting are my parents, and the child is me. What qualifications do you have to say that the decision of this painting is yours?"

"What qualifications do you have?" Fang Qiong suddenly came alive, "It's true that the people in the painting are your family of three, but this painting was sold to your uncle by your father in order to pay off the debt. Do you have any doubts?"

Luo Qingyun chuckled lightly, "Debt payment? The assets left by my father have been paid off long ago, how can uncle's help be needed?"

Luo Ziyue didn't give up, "You don't have evidence to prove that this painting is yours, so it belongs to our family. If I say I don't want to give it, then I can't give it to you! I just burn it, will I give it to you!"

The more they talked, the more excited they became, the curator directly took out the donation contract and showed it to Fang Qiong and her daughter.

"Miss Madam, thank you for the painting you donated to the gallery, but once the painting passes through the Ming Road, it will be the gallery's painting, and you have no right to decide."

In other words, it means that donated things are poured out of water, don't point fingers here.

Xiao Yanxing gently comforted Luo Qingyun, and quickly held down the little wild cat whose hair was blown up, otherwise she would arrest him. He didn't feel sorry for the mother and daughter, but was afraid of getting her hands dirty.

Luo Ziyue saw that the opponent's power was really tyrannical, so she could only drag her mother out angrily.

Fang Qiong looked at the painting on the wall with some distress. This opportunity was wasted in vain. If the painting was sold for money, it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

Bringing the painting home, Luo Qingyun was very happy. She had one more thing that belonged to her parents. Although she didn't remember much, every time she saw other people's family reunion, she would miss them very much.

Xiao Yanxing, who was driving, suddenly patted her head, "There is a banquet tonight, you go with me."

"Me?" Luo Qingyun pointed to herself, "I can't do it."

She really didn't want to meet too many strangers, and she was forced to appear on the runway before.

The man didn't urge her, but said bluntly: "This is a business gathering, and the Dai family will also go."

In other words, Dai Xueman will also go. She has only one purpose of going, and that is to entangle Xiao Yanxing. Luo Qingyun suddenly sympathizes with him. To be entangled by someone she likes is called happiness, and to be entangled by someone she doesn't like is a devil. .

Luo Qingyun hesitated, then saw the man picked up the phone and dialed it to Special Assistant Sun, "Send an invitation letter to Luo Ziyue and her daughter for the party tonight."

Stimulate the law?

Luo Qingyun's eyes widened, full of disbelief, "What did you invite them to do?"

Seeing that the little wild cat was about to explode again, Xiao Yaoxing quickly held down her sharp little paws, "Don't you want to see them make a fool of themselves? I think if I get entangled by Dai Xueman, they might be useful."

Thinking of the characters of her aunt and cousin, Luo Qingyun suddenly gloated, "Well, I'll accompany you tonight."

The lights at the reception were so bright that everyone present seemed to feel that they had fallen into a magnificent contribution. There were long tables on both sides of the hall, and there were many delicious foods on them. The scent of champagne spread throughout the In the lobby, the neatly dressed waiters are continuously serving more food, and there are already many luxuriously dressed people gathered in the lobby.

Luo Qingyun knew that the people who came to this reception were either rich or expensive, most of them were the bosses of one of the best companies in the city, and there were also many high-status figures. It was not like a reception for eating, drinking and having fun, but more like bragging and showing off. It's just a dinner to discuss business, she dismisses these things.

Although many famous nobles came to the reception, Luo Qingyun had no choice but to set her sights on one person, and that was the most shining existence in the crowd, Xiao Yanxing.At this moment, he was standing in the middle of a group of people, talking to the people around him with a cold expression, like a person without emotion, and the expression on his face remained the same no matter what he said.

But the people around him came forward to talk to him very attentively, for fear that they would not be able to feel their presence in front of him.