Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

Seabuckthorn stood on the podium in the square, and beside her was a well-known British local talk show host, who was interviewing her.

Those princes and nobles sat in the VIP seats, looking at the young woman on the stage with smiles on their faces, and there were many guests standing behind them.

After Ralph and the others arrived, they stood at the back, but Seabuckthorn still saw his father at a glance, and his nervous heart seemed to find support, and he relaxed for a moment.

After Seabuckthorn explained his creative concept, the host began to ask questions.Ralph has been listening to her answer very carefully. When she told everyone that the reason why she embarked on the path of creating oil paintings was deeply influenced by her father, Ralph couldn't help frowning slightly.

"So, your father is also a painter?" the host asked.

"Yes. His paintings were very popular in my home country, and the price of a piece of work even reached one million, but my father always believed that art belonged to all mankind and should not be turned into a luxury for the wealthy. Pressure to stick to parity."

"Amazing! But with all due respect, even if he was willing to sell his works at a low price, there should have been many speculators who bought them at a low price through channels and then sold them at a high price. The price in the market has reached millions of dollars."

"Indeed." Jing Seabuckthorn replied, "Dad realized this problem after practicing it for a while, so he did not sell his works to the outside world, but hoped to realize the civilianization of art through another channel."

"What channel did he find?"

Jing Seabuckthorn smiled slightly at Mrs. Han in the audience, and replied: "He met a Confucian businessman with the same ideals as him. Han's Finance."

"Ha! The fate is amazing! Did you meet your boyfriend at that time?"

"Dad once took me to Han's house when I was young, but I was too young at that time, so I don't have much memory."

"Then how did you and Mr. Han get in touch again?"

"Hmm..." Jingshaji thought for a while, and then answered him with a smile, "We became friends through oil painting. He accidentally saw my painting and liked it very much."

"Haha! Mr. Han turned out to be your loyal fan! So he pursued you on his own initiative?"

"Pursuit?" Jingshaji shook his head with a wry smile, "If we really want to tell our story, I'm afraid it will take three days and three nights."

"Wow! This must be wonderful! A prince and Cinderella fairy tale? Mind if I call you Cinderella?"

"I'm more concerned that I don't have a pumpkin carriage."

There was a laugh from below.Ralph listened to Briarbuckthorn's answer with a slight smile on his face.

"Did you want a pumpkin cart instead of a glass slipper?"

"I guess the glass slipper is too hard to fit, and the pumpkin cart is more interesting." She replied jokingly.

Jin Beibei stood at the bottom and looked at the thorny seabuckthorn face on the stage, his teeth started to itch with hatred!

Peter Pan beside him suddenly wiped the sweat off his face, and began to look down on his phone.

"What are you doing!" Jin Beibei immediately snatched Peter Pan's cell phone and reproached in a low voice.

"Are you crazy! This woman is not someone we can afford!"

"It's too late to regret now!"

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Because up to now no one has told Xinzhi that it needs to be updated, so it is so cheap for me~ I will actively urge the update tomorrow~~~Good night, friends~~