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

Li Jingshen said a few words to Grandma Li, and when he saw Xia Mutang reluctant to leave the room, he grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

After coming out, Li Jingshen let go of her hand with an unhappy look on his face: "I don't know how to let grandma have a good rest."

"Grandma has been resting for such a long time. It would be nice to have someone to talk to with her."

"You don't have to come here during this time."

Xia Mutang nodded and said yes without thinking about it. She just happened to be unavailable during this period, and Grandma Li was fine now that her condition had stabilized. She felt that Li Jingshen didn't seem to welcome her, and she was very sensible: "That's nothing, I'll just do it." I'm leaving."

"I don't see that you are quite good at taking advantage of people." When Li Jingshen said this, Xia Mutang happened to catch his eye. She saw that Li Jingshen's expression was neither sullen nor angry, and she didn't understand him at all. What's on your mind.

However, Xia Mutang understood from his words that he was secretly mocking himself. Xia Mutang also wanted to talk: "We are each other, isn't Mr. Li the same?"

"Keep this little thought to yourself."

Xia Mutang didn't know what kind of person he was in Li Jingshen's heart. He just kept a distance from him and said, "Okay, I'm leaving."

Looking at Xia Mutang's back, Li Jingshen's eyes became darker and darker, and the expression on his face was unclear.

Xia Mutang had just come out of the villa when she received a call from Xia Muqing.

"Sister, today is dad's birthday. You must remember to come over to celebrate dad's birthday tonight."

"I don't have time to go there tonight. I have prepared a birthday gift for Dad. You can give it to him on my behalf."

"Fine!"

Xia Mutang knew that Xia Changhui liked to collect paintings, and she happened to have a painting by a famous master in her hand. So she handed it to Xia Muqing and asked her to give it to Xia Changhui.

Xia Muqing thought it was an inconspicuous painting, but when she opened it, she discovered that it was actually a painting by Master Bai Xing.

Today is Xia Changhui's birthday, and Xia Mutang doesn't even want to come, but the painting he gave is so expensive, so she won't give her such a good opportunity.

Xia Muqing changed hands and dropped their gifts.

Xia Changhui was surprised when he received the painting from Xia Muqing. He held the painting like a treasure and asked quickly: "How come you have a painting by Master Bai Xing."

"Dad, I happened to have a friend who knew Master Bai Xing, and asked him to ask for a painting from Master Bai Xing."

Su Qiuyang was full of pride after hearing this: "I didn't expect that my daughter has grown so much that even Master Bai Xing can reach her now."

It was rare for Su Qiuyang's words to be recognized by Xia Changhui, who also nodded: "Qingqing is such a good child. She knows that her father likes Master Bai Xing's paintings, so she takes it so seriously."

"Dad, do you like it?"

"I like it. Dad likes this painting very much. Qingqing, you are so thoughtful."

"Of course, she is our biological daughter."

Xia Muqing became even more proud of channel Xia Changhui's compliments to her, while Su Qiuyang also took advantage of the opportunity to insult Xia Mutang: "Look at your other daughter, I know you won't come for your birthday either."

"My sister is quite busy during this period, so it's normal that she didn't come here." Xia Muqing did not forget to finish her attack, "Maybe for my sister, work is more important!"

"Busy, haha, how busy can I be?" Su Qiuyang was full of disdain, "I don't even take you as a father to heart. You are the only one who is always thinking about her."