"Ah?" Qin Qingyue looked at him in confusion and paused: "Don't worry, I won't talk about your affairs. I want to find fault. They have many problems!"

Of course she had this ability, but Chen Fengmian couldn't let her go.

He stood up and looked at the opposite side calmly: "You can't alert the snake, come in with me."

Shocking the snake? Xiao Bayi glanced at Rong Shengtang opposite him with a confused look on his face.

Mom, I went there once, why did I feel that the boss’s attitude towards the other side has changed?

Qin Qingyue followed Chen Fengmian into the office and closed the door casually, making it even more strange: "What's the matter with you? Is that person surnamed Song hurting you?"

"No, I was burned by myself." After the buffering just now, Chen Fengmian had digested the impact of the news and slowly said: "I'll ask you something."

"And, you said."

Seeing that he was not ready, Qin Qingyue simply pulled him down on the chair and stuffed a small pillow in thought: "It will be easier to put your hands on, don't try your best..."

Chen Fengmian stroked the gauze, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and looked directly at Qin Qingyue, with an extremely solemn expression: "My senior brother... has his legs broken?"

"..." This time, it was Qin Qingyue's turn to be stunned.

She was stunned for a long time, and after a while, she recovered: "What?"

His senior brother, Mei Zhou? His leg is broken?

"How is that possible! What are you talking about?" Qin Qingyue was a little funny and really laughed: "Didn't I tell you, he and me..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something: every time she met Mei Zhou, it was a place he had booked.

Moreover, every time, he arrived before her, and he never stood up during the process.

She thought he was just a pride, and even felt that he was not as easy-going as before...

Qin Qingyue recalled the arrangement of tables and chairs at that time, and her smile froze on her face, her face turned pale.

From her perspective, nothing can be seen. If his legs are broken, the tablecloth can be completely covered.

"I." Qin Qingyue was really not sure, and looked at Chen Fengmian stiffly: "I can't be sure, because he has never stood up..."

It's true.

Chen Fengmian originally hoped that Bo Qingrong was telling a lie, but Qin Qingyue had no interest in this matter, so she didn't want to lie to him.

With the character of a senior brother, he will definitely not deliberately show his weakness. It is normal for him to do this.

Chen Fengmian took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "Okay, I understand."

"Chen Fengmian..." Qin Qingyue looked at him hesitantly, opened her mouth, but could not express words of comfort.

Just think about it and you will know how cruel this news is to Chen Fengmian.

Qin Qingyue tried hard to recall Mei Zhou's every move, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Why didn't she pay much attention at that time?

It was really the impression Mei Zhou left on her, it was so powerful that she never thought that he would...

Alas, Qin Qingyue sighed in her heart, and suddenly regretted that she was so tough on him that day.

She even felt that he was too much and didn't come to see Chen Fengmian. Chen Fengmian ran to Jiang Yun from Yuxing for him. She felt unfair at that time...

She sat on a small chair, leaning her chin into deep thought.

After a while, she murmured: "Then, he really...what are you going to do..."

what to do?

Chen Fengmian opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, and his eyes gradually became solemn and sharp.

No matter who it is, if he hurts his senior brother, he will definitely get it back a hundred times!

On the second floor of Rongsheng Hall, it was noon, so there were fewer customers.

Manager Song finally had time to ask Bo Qingrong for questions. He covered up the door and interrogated it carefully.

"...He just kept praising me, always praising me." Bo Qingrong pursed his lips and said uncomfortable: "He turned back later and said he wanted to change the porcelain bottle. I... agreed."

Manager Song didn't care whether to change the porcelain bottle or not.

What he cared about was the purpose of Chen Fengmian's trip. The porcelain bottle was a bit interesting, but just that, they still had higher weight, and were not even as valuable as the underglaze red.

Chen Fengmian came over specially just to change this thing?

Manager Song stared at Bo Qingrong, frowned and said suspiciously: "He didn't say anything else? Didn't ask you anything else? You've talked for so long, and you just said this?"

"Well, ah, yes." Bo Qingrong was in trouble.

He lost his mouth and said about Mei Zhou. It was nothing to say about his broken leg. Chen Fengmian would know anyway.

But Uncle Song likes to talk about it. For the sake of the previous incident, Uncle Song has always blamed him. If he knew about it, he would definitely have to talk about it for half a month.

For his own ears, Bo Qingrong had already decided to hide this matter.

Anyway, even if he doesn't say it, Chen Fengmian will always know, right?

Seeing his erratic look, Manager Song picked up the tea and took a sip. He felt unhappy, but he did not show it.

"Well, that's good."

Seeing that he stopped asking, Bo Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief, got up and pulled out the Fugui Bamboo from the porcelain bottle: "This thing looks disgusting, tsk!"

He threw a few bamboos into the trash can and then poured out the things inside.

Manager Song didn't leave, and only asked Bo Qingrong to take out the things inside.

The thing was a little tight, and Bo Qingrong pulled it out with all his thoughts, so he actually rolled up his sleeves and reached in, and took it intently.

Seeing his serious appearance, Manager Song suddenly said: "Didn't he talk about Mei Zhou?"

"Ah?" Bo Qingrong's hand shook and secretly thanked that it was stuffed into the bottle, but Uncle Song couldn't see it.

Sweat was oozing at the tip of his nose, and he forced a smile: "I mentioned it and said that the three hundred paintings looked familiar. I said that they were all painted by white paper and black ink. Everything I saw looked familiar... Then Chen Fengmian didn't mention this one."

Manager Song almost choked and put the cup on the coffee table.

He had already been well cultivated when he said such words without laughing at Chen Fengmian.

He was too lazy to deal with Bo Qingrong anymore, so he simply stood up and said, "I'll go to bed for a while."

It's out of sight, it's not annoyed! It's so sad to see it.

When he got out, Bo Qingrong let out a sigh and relaxed his whole body.

Finally, I have hidden it. Uncle Song always likes to play this trick!

He cleaned the porcelain bottle and opened the curtains to breathe.

I accidentally glanced downstairs, but was surprised to find that there were a lot of people crowded at the door of Zhenpinzhai.

What's the situation? Did Zhenpinzhai also hold any activities?

After thinking about it, Bo Qingrong paused and said disdainfully.

They were so fucked, and this Shen Fengmian picked up people's wisdom is really worthless!

Turning around and walking out, Bo Qingrong found a clerk and pointed at the opposite side: "What are they making trouble? Come and take a look."

"Oh, boss, I've been there just now. Boss Shen said that he would help you identify the authenticity of the baby for free, and you don't have any money!"

Free appraisal?
Chapter completed!