Rebirth Group Favorite: The Big Brother's Beautiful Wife Is A Little Sweet

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Qian Yuan kicked Gan Wenxi under the table calmly.

Gan Wenxi narrowed her eyes, and added: "If I have time in the future, if Ms. Dong is willing, I have some design problems, and I want to ask Ms. Dong for advice."

Dong Xin'er's complexion is slightly better.

"it is good."

Seeing this, Qian Yuan and Li Jiang quickly seized the opportunity and asked them to exchange contact information.

There was a lot of fun on the field.

Seeing that the timing was just right, Dong Haoqing stood up and cleared his throat.

"Thank you all for coming to my father-in-law Mr. Li Jiang's [-]th birthday party in spite of your busy schedule..."

Standing in the arena, as the head of the family, he said words of thanks to everyone.

Then, he looked at Li Jiang and changed the topic.

"Dad, for your birthday banquet this time, I specially prepared a few birthday presents. Thank you for your cultivation for so many years, and thank you even more for marrying Lingyu to me..."

As he said that, Dong Haoqing glanced at Li Lingyu at the table, his eyes were full of affection.

This scene of deep love between husband and wife fell into Chu Ziyan's eyes, making her feel nauseated.

have to.

Just let him pretend.

No matter how powerful he pretends now, how badly he will fall later.

Dong Haoqing raised his hand and motioned to the assistant next to him.

Soon, the assistant came over with a black wooden box.

The wooden box was engraved with some complicated patterns, which added a bit of heavy texture, and instantly aroused everyone's curiosity.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Dong Haoqing slowly opened the box.

Inside is a strangely shaped blue "stone".

It is not appropriate to say that it is a stone, because it has a transparent texture, and it seems that there is something sealed inside.

Qian Yuan's eyes lit up: "This is amber?!"

"Yes, this is a resin fossil from the Cretaceous period, and it is a very rare blue color." Dong Haoqing handed the amber to Li Jiang, "Dad, I know you are interested in archaeology. I entrusted this piece of amber to you." I got it for a good price, I hope you like it."

Li Jiang's eyes fell firmly on this piece of amber, showing great interest in his eyes. .

The color and texture of this amber are indeed very rare, which instantly attracted his attention.

"Bring it here!"

Li Jiang couldn't wait to get up, and took the amber from Dong Haoqing's hand.

The surprise on his face was beyond words.

After Dong Haoqing handed over the amber, he smiled and said, "Dad, besides this, I also prepared a big gift for you."

As he said that, he sent another gift over again.

This time it is a long brocade box.

After opening it, there is a painting inside.

A landscape painting.

The splash-ink style painting method is wantonly rendered, and the slightly rough painted peaks have a rare vigor, outlining the ultimate magnificence of the landscape.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The most conspicuous ones belong to the two longevity words mentioned on the painting.

The inscription next to it is the word "Qianshan".

There were quite a few people on the field who knew calligraphy, and someone recognized them instantly.

"Isn't this the painting of Mr. Wen Yu? His alias is 'Qianshan'!"

As soon as he said this, the field boiled instantly.

"Not bad, this is indeed Mr. Wen Yu's pen and ink!"

"Didn't Mr. Wen seal his pen? His paintings are hard to find. I didn't expect Dong Haoqing to get them!"

"It's more than that. Didn't you see the congratulatory message above? This is obviously a painting specially made by Mr. Wen for Mr. Li!"

"Hey, Mr. Wen hasn't produced a painting for more than ten years. I don't know what method Dong Haoqing used..."

Li Jiang was a little surprised when he saw this painting.

His favorite painter is Wen Yu.

But it is a pity that he has already sealed his pen, and he has refused many times to ask him for a painting, which is a small regret.

Unexpectedly, Dong Haoqing actually made up for this regret!

"Did you spend a lot of effort on this painting?"

Li Jiang looked at Dong Haoqing and couldn't help asking.

Dong Haoqing showed a smile: "No, Dad, haven't you always liked Mr. Wen Yu's paintings, so I begged for this painting for you."

"This painting...I like it very much." Li Jiang was a little surprised, "How did you let Mr. Wen let go and agree to paint?"

"Mr. Wen saw my sincerity and was moved by me, so he agreed."

Dong Haoqing said slowly.

Li Lingyu next to him pulled Li Jiang's sleeve: "Dad, for this painting, Haoqing has been begging Mr. Wen for half a year. I don't know how many times he ran, and Mr. Wen finally let go..."

Dong Haoqing interrupted her: "Lingyu, what are you talking about? As long as Dad is happy."

Director Sun next to him had a look of appreciation in his eyes.

"The so-called sincerity is as good as gold and stone, Mr. Dong is so filial, and Mr. Wen must have been touched."

Hearing this, the people next to him immediately took up the conversation.

"Yes, Mr. Dong's sincerity is really touching."

"Mr. Li is very lucky to have such a filial son-in-law."

"Congratulations to Mr. Li, congratulations to Mr. Li!"

Hearing everyone's words, Li Jiang's heart was also a little moved.

Indeed, Dong Haoqing has always treated herself and Lingyu well all these years.

Although his status does not match Lingyu's, he is sincere and responsible, and he is considered a qualified son-in-law and husband.

Thinking of this, his opinions on Dong Haoqing slightly softened.

"Haoqing, I can feel your filial piety, and I have worked hard for you this time."

This was the first time that Li Jiang showed such affirmation to him in so many years.

Dong Haoqing instantly revealed a look of joy.

"Dad, this is what I should do."

Li Jiang nodded with a smile and let him sit beside her.

After a burst of lively firecrackers, the birthday banquet officially began.

When the food was just served, suddenly a servant came over and rushed towards Li Jiang's table.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Dong, someone outside said that he was here to give gifts, and he kept coming in..."

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