My tsundere female CEO

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the huge closed eyes, his expression even more doubtful.

He was determined that there must be something in this woman's eyes.

But no matter how curious he was about this question, it was of no use. He looked at the things in his hands and walked outside.

When he left the hall, the eye on the mural opened again.

Along the way, Jiang Xiaobai was still surrounded by ghost spirits. When he walked out of the ghost ghost gallery, these ghost ghosts reluctantly returned to the mural.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai coming out, Su Qingrou's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Regardless of whether Jiang Xiaobai succeeded or not, she was relieved to be able to come out safely.

The old man was relieved at this moment. To be honest, he said he was fine, but he was really sweating.

After all, the character of the ancient spirit inside is too elusive.

"The ink stick you asked for!"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai handed the box containing the ink blocks to the old man.

"You got it?"

When the old man saw the box handed over by Jiang Xiaobai, he immediately took it with surprise.

As the box was opened, the strong fragrance of ink suddenly wafted out.

The old man looked at the ink block, took a deep breath and said: "Yes, yes, that's it. According to the classics, Longyan ink has the aroma of bamboo and has purple marks on it. I didn't expect you to actually take it out!" "

As he said that, the old man couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "How did you do it?"

He knew better than anyone else how difficult it was to get Mo. When Jiang Xiaobai went in, he actually didn't have high hopes.

"Exchange of terms!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "But this condition is not harmful to me!"

As he said this, Jiang Xiaobai thought of something, took out another box, looked at Su Qingrou and said, "I'll give this to you!"

There is a hairpin placed there.

He didn't look carefully. The thing belonged to the Su family, and the seal needed to be broken to get it, which showed that this thing was quite important.

So it was better for him to stay in the Su family.

"what?"

When Su Qingrou saw what Jiang Xiaobai handed over, she was confused at first, but when she saw the box, she was stunned.

The old man next to him also noticed the box and was also stunned. Then he looked at Jiang Xiaobai in disbelief and said, "How did you bring this out?"

"Oh, I went in and broke the seal, and the mimic gave me this thing!"

Jiang Xiaobai opened his mouth to explain.

"You actually broke the seal?"

The old man was stunned again.

"What, is there something wrong with this thing?"

Jiang Xiaobai noticed something was wrong by looking at the expressions of the two of them, and couldn't help but asked curiously.

"This thing is this girl..."

The old man wanted to say something, but before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by Su Qingrou: "Grandpa!"

As she spoke, Su Qingrou's face looked unnatural.

The old man looked at Su Qingrou's expression and finally coughed dryly and stopped talking.

"This, it's nothing!"

While Su Qingrou looked at Jiang Xiaobai, she couldn't help but ask, "Have you seen what's inside?"

"Look, it's a hairpin!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "Is there anything wrong with this hairpin?"

"You still read it?"

The old man stayed nearby.

"Yes, I thought it was an ink block, but the weight felt wrong, so I checked it!" Jiang Xiaobai explained.

"Cough cough!"

The old man coughed twice, looked at Su Qingrou and said, "Rou'er, what should I do? How about you put it back again?"

"I can't put it back!"

Su Qingrou shook her head, then looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, it's nothing!"

"This hasn't happened yet..."

"grandfather!"

Seeing what the old man was about to say, Su Qingrou glared at him.

The old man could only choose to shut up.

Jiang Xiaobai noticed something was wrong, but without Su Qingrou saying anything, he had no way of knowing. He could only nodded, looked at the old man and said, "Then Qin Zong's paintings..."

"Yes, yes, let's go back and talk!"

The old man responded softly.

At this time, Su Qingrou said nothing more, looked at the butterfly that was still flying, and tried to close the door.

But the butterfly was obviously unwilling to return to the scroll, flapping its wings, surrounding Jiang Xiaobai, and finally landed on Jiang Xiaobai's head.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, then moved his nose and said, "It smells so good!"

what?

Jiang Xiaobai's two simple words made the old man stunned. He couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiaobai in surprise and said, "You still smell it?"

Jiang Xiaobai became even more confused and looked at the old man and said, "Yes, it smells good. What kind of butterfly is this?"

"This butterfly is..."

"grandfather!"

Su Qingrou's face was extremely red at this moment, and she forcefully pulled the butterfly back.

After returning to the scroll, the door slowly closed. Then he glanced at the old man and Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he walked out first.

Jiang Xiaobai and the old man watched and followed. At this time, the old man's voice sounded next to him: "Boy, let me ask you a question!"

As he spoke, the old man glanced at Su Qingrou and lowered his voice: "Have you ever painted a butterfly yourself?"