After dressing up as a rich and poor little girl, she called the police!

Chapter 193: Destined but not destined!

This sudden scene put Sheng Mobai in a state of complete confusion.

He immediately reacted and picked up the inkstone on the ground.

Before he could say anything, two voices came from the door.

"You two went too far. You actually damaged Mr. Wen's inkstone. Let me tell you, the video has been recorded on our mobile phones."

"Just wait for the master to hold you accountable."

Sheng Liming and Yun Jiao walked in slowly. Sheng Liming was still holding his mobile phone in his hand, recording and filming.

Yunyue and Sheng Mobai turned around at the same time, and saw the two men's faces smiling triumphantly, as if the trick had succeeded.

"You two are absolutely doomed. You probably don't know that this hometown residence is Mr. Wen's residence."

"And this inkstone is the Rongbaozhai Shanshui Inkstone. It is extremely expensive and each production process takes almost ten years."

"Mr. Wen specially took it out for us to appreciate after he learned that we were coming to visit."

"It's fate but not fate." Wen Burun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Wenblen sat down, stroked his gray beard, and looked at them with interest.

"Only one condition!"

"I happen to have a deep understanding and experience in making inkstones. If you trust me, old sir, I will make one myself and give it to you."

If this old guy agrees to Yunyue, won't he also agree to give Yunyue the registration qualification in disguise?

"On the contrary, it was you who destroyed Mr. Wen's favorite inkstone. I want to see how you explain it to Mr. Wen!"

Sheng Liming and Yun Jiao couldn't help but feel anxious when they saw Wen Bolun's attitude.

"Hello Mr. Wen, I am Yunyue, the granddaughter of Mrs. Meng of the Meng family. This person next to me is my husband Sheng Mobai."

There is poetry and calligraphy in the belly, and this sentence is the best way to explain it.

The couple's etiquette is very good.

Yun Jiao's voice began to become shrill, and her face looked even more sarcastic.

I was a little surprised to see two other people suddenly appear in the hall of my home.

Sheng Liming and Yun Jiao were completely confused by the reaction of the old man in front of them.

This landscape inkstone is valuable and can still be bought.

"Hello, old sir, it's very presumptuous to interrupt me rashly."

Yunjiao didn't expect that Mr. Wen would suddenly propose this condition, but fortunately, under the guidance of her grandma, her chess skills were pretty good.

The girl who came first was a little too impetuous, but she was still the daughter of the Yun family, so her calligraphy was probably not that bad.

As soon as Sheng Mobai wanted to speak, Sheng Liming preempted him.

You may indeed consider adding one more spot.

"It's such a pity." He shook his head helplessly and sighed, his eyes full of pity.

Wen Bolun frowned slightly when he saw the stone inkstone on the ground. He squatted down and picked up the gravel on the ground.

Sheng Mobai looked at the stone inkstone in front of him that was almost broken into pieces. His face was extremely calm, but his heart was very gloomy.

I never imagined that there would only be a push of gravel left.

"It is true that we are dissatisfied with Mr. Wen." Yunyue had a decent smile on her lips, which made people feel very comfortable: "Mr., we are deeply sorry about the inkstone, but please rest assured, Mr. We will compensate you later. You’re a better one.”

She would never allow such a thing to happen!

"Mr. Wen, please don't listen to this vicious woman. How can she possibly make stone inkstones? She's just messing around, and she's not afraid of making something completely different and wasting materials."

Of course Wenblen understood the reason why these people came to him.

"You came to me and wanted to sign up for the Golden Cloud Cup Calligraphy Competition?"

Yun Jiao looked at Yunyue with contempt, and when she thought of all the things before, she felt very unwilling.

It's just that he specially customized this piece, and it took him many years to get the finished product back.

She didn't believe that Yunyue and Sheng Mobai could escape this time.

It's more than enough to crack an endgame.

He had already asked people to investigate before. Mr. Winburn liked calligraphy very much, and he even liked the Four Treasures of the Chinese Study.

"In addition to my hobby of Chinese painting, I also like to play chess. When you came in, you must have seen the chessboard in the pavilion in my yard. There is a piece of incomplete chess on it. I have been unable to solve it for more than ten years."

No matter how expensive they are, old Mr. Wen has collected all the four treasures of his study.

Now that Shi Yan is like this, Mr. Wen must be very angry.

Wen Bolun looked at her displeased. How could it be appropriate to yell like this?

This is the eldest lady of the Yun family in Beijing. Why are her words and actions so rude?

It is really hard to believe that this is the upbringing of the Yun family.

Why was Wenblen so calm?

"Don't pay too much attention to external things. This inkstone is indeed a good inkstone. If it breaks, it means that I have no connection with it."

There was no sign of anger at all.

"I guess you all came here to participate in the Golden Cloud Cup Calligraphy Competition, but the registration time here has been stopped, so even if you come, it will be useless."

"May I ask your surnames?"

And there are no cameras in this place. Even if Sheng Mobai doesn't want to carry this crime, he still has to carry it!

"Mr. Wen, you are back. The two of us just went back to the car to get some things. Unexpectedly, these two people broke in rashly and destroyed your favorite landscape inkstone."

Sheng Liming's expression and attitude were arrogant and proud. If Mr. Wen knew that they destroyed the inkstone, he would definitely not let Yunyue sign up for the Golden Cloud Cup Calligraphy Competition at this time.

At this moment, an old man in Tang suit walked in from outside, with a rosewood crutch in his hand.

"Let's leave this matter alone. If you want to sign up for this Golden Cloud Cup competition, I can open two more places for you."

Yun Jiao said tentatively: "Mr. Wen, they broke your inkstone, aren't you angry?"

<divclass="contentadv">Hearing this, Wen Bolun raised his head and stared at Yunyue and Sheng Mobai carefully. This girl is really exquisite, and her aristocratic temperament is so natural that people can't help but look at it more after one glance. One glance.

Shouldn't you be angry when something you love is broken?

Yunyue remembered the pavilion in the yard outside when they first came in. It was really a chessboard inside.

As for the girl who came later, her temperament is really wonderful, I am afraid that those young ladies in ancient times were just like this.

As for Yunyue, she didn't believe that this little bitch could play chess. She had never seen her learn to play chess before.

She took the initiative to step forward and volunteered: "Mr. Wen, I often play chess with my grandma at home to solve an endgame. I think I should be able to do it."

After hearing this, Mr. Wen's impression of her changed slightly.

"In that case, please take a step towards the pavilion. If the game is solved today, you will have a chance to sign up. If not, please forgive me for being unable to do so."