The favor of a wealthy family: Madam’s vest fell off again

Xia Muqing arrived at the art exhibition smoothly, and then she began to look for the painting with fog written at the bottom.

But she searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Could it be?

Xia Muqing looked around but still couldn't find it. Unexpectedly, she discovered that Xia Mutang was also at the exhibition.

Initially, Xia Muqing wanted to pretend she hadn't seen her, but then she thought about it and couldn't miss the opportunity to humiliate her, so Xia Muqing approached her again with a smile on her face: "Sister, you also know how to draw?"

Seeing that she didn't have any extra thoughts, Xia Mutang said casually: "Come and take a look."

Xia Muqing couldn't help but laugh at the tone of her voice.

"Sister, I have been painting for so many years, but I still can't understand some of the artistic conceptions. You haven't learned it, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Xia Mutang also smiled: "You said that you have been studying for several years and still can't understand these paintings. You have the nerve to say that."

Originally I just wanted to slap him in the face, but I didn't expect to be slapped in the face by Xia Mutang.

"Then...what do you mean?" Xia Muqing was in a bad mood yesterday. She finally came to the art exhibition to find comfort, and unexpectedly saw Xia Mutang.

"I don't mean much." Xia Mutang has long been used to her tit-for-tat. Today she came to the art exhibition simply because she likes painting and wanted to come and take a look.

Xia Muqing had a look of disdain on her face.

Suddenly, there was a bustling sound at the door, and someone who looked like a big shot came directly in front of Xia Muqing.

"Excuse me, who is Miss Xia?"

Xia Muqing saw such a big crowd and said, "Both of us are named Xia."

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Mutang and then at Xia Muqing, and found that Xia Muqing was wearing all famous brands and looked like a lady, so he was very attentive to Xia Muqing.

"Miss Xia, this is our gift to you with this development."

"Give it to me?"

"Yes, Miss Xia, this is for you."

It turned out to be a commemorative medal made of pure gold. It was not the price of gold, but the meaningful value brought by this commemorative medal.

Xia Muqing was very surprised when she got this gift: "Why did you give me this medal?"

"Miss Xia, this is the lucky system adopted by our president. You are the relative selected at our exhibition."

"Really?" Xia Muqing really believed it. She didn't expect that she was so lucky.

In fact, this is not the case at all, because this art exhibition is very grand, and the president really wants to know who Master Bai Xing is. He traveled to many places, searched for all the information, and finally learned that her surname was Xia.

Today is such a high-profile art exhibition, Master Bai Xing will definitely come, so he picked out all the people participating in the art exhibition, only to find that there were only two people named Xia.

Such a rich master must be very particular about his clothes, so he decided that the one wearing designer clothes must be Master Bai Xing.

But he couldn't say it directly, so he could only use this humble method to exchange her favor for him.

Many people know the value of a commemorative medal, and giving it to her is the greatest honor.

When Xia Muqing got this medal, many people paid attention to it, and even every painting she went to see was appreciated by many people.

Even the president was always following her, giving Xia Muqing a sense of superiority.

At this time, Xia Muqing finally discovered the "fog".

Seeing Xia Muqing standing under this painting for so long, the president carefully observed the painting. It was indeed the handwriting of Master Bai Xing.

"Ms. Xia, what do you think of this painting?"

Xia Muqing nodded and said fine.

"I wonder where the author of this painting is?"

The president is a little confused. Wasn't this painting painted by you yourself?Why do you need to ask the author?

But it makes sense to think about it. She never wanted others to know her identity, so she was probably trying to trick him on purpose.

So the president asked someone to find the author of the painting.

The author of the painting is a little girl in her early twenties. She looks very innocent. She is already a national treasure-level painter at a very young age.

When Xia Muqing saw her, she felt that she particularly fit the image of Master Bai Xing.