A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

A blush quickly appeared on Liu Mu's cheeks.

But her heart was screaming: What did I touch? The boss's pectoral muscles!

Oh my god, this outline, this feel~

Liu Mu was already imagining the shape of this chest muscle.

If she could see it with her own eyes...

She pinched it twice more uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, the man's voice, without any warmth at all, suddenly reached her cochlea, "Madam, have you had enough fun?"

Liu Mu regained consciousness.

As if he was scalded, he immediately took his hand away and stood firm.

Meng Shiting frowned and looked down at his arm.

The moment he hugged Liu Mu, the woman's breasts hit his arms directly.

The long-lost soft touch made him feel strange.

If I could feel the softness up close...

This thought only appeared for a second before he immediately drove it out of his mind.

Seeing that the boss had a serious face, Liu Mu was afraid that he might be dissatisfied with his performance and would kick him out again.

To be honest, she has been living in a big villa and being served by servants during this period. She is so comfortable.

If I get kicked out, where can I find such a powerful person to rely on?

Besides, it would be impossible for her to maintain her current standard of living.

Both pockets are empty.

I can't afford such a big house or support such a large family.

Thinking of this, Liu Mu suddenly changed his usual behavior and said timidly: "Boss, do you have any other requests? As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it. Oh no, I can learn it on the spot if I don't know it. Please be kind and don't kick me out of the house."

It’s not shameful to bow your head for a living!

She still has tens of billions of dollars in betrothal gifts to receive, huh.

Meng Shiting looked at Liu Mu expressionlessly.

He really didn't understand why this woman always said such incomprehensible things.

Why did he kick her out of the house?

But since she asked, Meng Shiting decided to cooperate, "Don't make me angry again in the future."

Liu Mu: "Received."

Her understanding was that she always hung around the big boss just to make him angry.

In order not to make the boss angry, Liu Mu decided to "escape underground" whenever he saw the boss in the future.

The next morning, Jiang Jing's studio was surrounded by reporters.

He was puzzled.

I haven't done anything big recently.

He looked at Xiao Yang with confusion, "What's going on?"

"It's our auction item from last night. It became a hot search this morning! Now many people are coming to find out the details. I've been overwhelmed by the phone calls."

Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment, "How much was the transaction price for that piece?"

Xiao Yang was very excited and raised a finger.

Jiang Jing frowned, "Only 10 million? That shouldn't be the case. According to my estimate, it should be at least 30 million."

Xiao Yang shook his head, "Boss, it's 100 million, a full 100 million!"

Jiang Jing: !!!

Damn, who is so rich?

With such a huge premium, isn't this just a huge rip-off?

However, it is naturally a good thing for their studio to earn more money.

But there’s nothing worthy of reporters’ attention about the Tang Dynasty utensils, right?

Jiang Jing really didn't understand.

He told Xiao Yang, "Just say a few words and send them away."

Xiao Yang scratched his head, "No, Boss, they are not here to interview us. The person they want to interview is Ting Xin."

What the hell? Why interview a painter?

Xiao Yang reminded: "You should check the trending searches, boss."

Jiang Jing opened his phone, clicked on various social media platforms and looked through them, his pupils changed.

[Sold for 100 million! Eight secrets of the ink-stained mountains and rivers]

[Is "Tingxin" a real newcomer, or just Lao Deng in a newbie's guise? ]

[Newcomer's painting sold for 100 million yuan, a rising star in the industry? 】

[Who is “Ting Xin”? Interpretation of the painter’s life]

[A fake 100 million! Listen to the master's interpretation of the "trick"]

Various posts, trending searches, and so on.

Those who left the auction early yesterday are now regretting their decision after seeing the trending searches.

Jiang Jing then realized that the painting that received high praise at last night's auction was the one that Liu Mu brought.

But his mind was a little confused.

He had seen Ting Xin's previous paintings.

No matter how good it was, being photographed for 100 million was beyond his comprehension.

But he didn't see this new work in person at the time, he just had it framed and sent to the auction house.

"Quick, show me the picture of that painting."

They will find someone to take photos of the items they send out for auction and keep them.

Xiao Yang was determined to accomplish his mission and immediately handed the photo to the boss.

Jiang Jing took a closer look and his eyes gradually widened.

Wow, this painting is really spiritual!

Now all major platforms, especially those related to literature, art, calligraphy and painting, are looking for the same person.

Pavilion heart.

Jiang Jing couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to visit Ting Xin in person.

But he didn't know the man's contact information or address.

I can only ask Liu Mu for help.

Before going to find her, Jiang Jing made a phone call first.

On the phone, Jiang Jing first told Liu Mu the good news, then they chatted briefly for a few words, and then he made it clear that he wanted to talk to her in person about Ting Xin's situation.

Liu Mu agreed.

"There's one more thing..." Jiang Jing hesitated, "Mr. Meng, he's not at home, right?"

"He was just picked up by Lin Shao. They must have gone to discuss business."

Jiang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, see you later."

As a result, as soon as they arrived at Zixiao Mountain, Jiang Jing's face almost fell.

He sat upright on the sofa in the living room.

The person sitting opposite was Meng Shiting.

The man leaned lazily on the backrest, his hands casually placed at his sides, looking straight at Jiang Jing.

There was coldness in his eyes and a knife in his words, "You came to see my wife today, how come I didn't know about this."

Jiang Jing swallowed his saliva and said, "I called before coming here."

"For me?"

The man's eyes gradually gathered into a sharp knife, and he was about to stab Jiang Jing.

At this time, Liu Mu just walked out of the kitchen with two cups of tea.

Meng Shiting's expression immediately returned to normal.

Jiang Jing was stunned.

"Liu Xiao..." Just as he was about to say hello, he quickly changed his words after catching a glimpse of Meng Shiting's expression.

"Mrs. Meng, have you seen the trending searches?"

"Well, after you called me, I took a quick look. But some of them were too exaggerated. There were even reporters visiting the birthplace and so on. And those biographical introductions were really irrelevant. It was hilarious."

"The Internet nowadays is full of truth and falsehood, and the credibility is extremely low." Jiang Jing told the truth.

"Oh, by the way, we can't forget the important things."

He pulled out a bank card from his pocket. "After deducting the auction organizer, the studio's commission, and other miscellaneous costs, there is 70 million left, all of which belongs to the artist. The password is on the back of the card."

Jiang Jing handed over the card.

The moment Liu Mu took it, her eyes were about to shine with excitement, but she quickly hid it.

He tried his best to sound calm, "I want to thank Mr. Jiang on behalf of Ting Xin."

Jiang Jing took two sips of tea and decided to state his purpose directly, "There is something else I would like to ask Madam Meng for help with. I want to meet Ting Xin."

Meng Shiting raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Jing, "You have already seen it."