Yiyuan.

Huo Qing'er was sitting at the desk, immersed in the reproduction of the Zhou Dynasty ladies. Just as he was about to finish, his cell phone rang.

He looked at the phone screen, frowned, and slid the answer button.

"Young Master Ye, is there something wrong?"

"Huo Qing'er, you are not honest. After all, the red sandalwood screen is a meeting gift from my Ye family to your little sister.

After you repair it, just take it to Qingfeng Pavilion for auction. Why didn't you tell me in advance? You shouldn't have asked me if I wanted it before taking it to Qingfeng Pavilion for auction?

Our friendship over the years is so worthless."

Confused by the ridicule, Huo Qing'er's voice turned cold.

"The red sandalwood screen has not been repaired yet, so it is impossible to put it up for auction at Qingfeng Pavilion. Ye Chengcheng, I am working on replicating the paintings of ladies from the Zhou Dynasty. Unless it is a matter of life and death, please don't call me."

Ye Chengcheng was holding a tablet and staring at the official website of Qingfeng Pavilion. Among the latest auction collections, the introduction to the red sandalwood screen occupied the front page.

He even dared not to admit it. Ye Chengcheng felt that the plastic friendship between them was completely broken.

"Huo Qing'er, let's break off our relationship."

Ye Chengcheng hung up the phone decisively.

Inexplicably, Huo Qing'er ignored him, put down the phone, and continued to finish the ladies' portrait. However, not long after, the ringtone in his hand rang again.

The call was from the third prince of the Gu family. Huo Qing'er pressed the answer button, but before he could speak, the third prince of the Gu family said in a hurry.

"Second Young Master Huo, are we still friends?"

Huo Qing'er frowned: "I have something to talk about. I'm very busy now."

The Third Prince Gu snorted coldly: "You know I have a hobby of collecting screens. Why don't you ask your brother if you want that red sandalwood screen from the Ming and Qing Dynasties? Why don't you take it to Qingfeng Pavilion for auction first?"

Do you think I, Gu San, want your things without paying for them?"

There is another red sandalwood screen, Huo Qing'er's head is two big.

"The red sandalwood screen from the Ming and Qing dynasties cannot be auctioned because it has not been restored."

Prince Gu was a little unhappy and said in a high-pitched voice: "What a liar! The front page of Qingfeng Pavilion's official website has been published. Are you teaming up with that boy Ye Chengcheng to tease me?"

I think if I have a screen, I will definitely shoot it, so let me shoot it from Qingfeng Pavilion and pay a little more handling fee. Anyway, I am stupid and have a lot of money."

Huo Qing'er was really confused this time. He picked up another mobile phone beside him and started to search the official website of Qingfeng Pavilion. As soon as he opened the webpage, the words "red sandalwood screen of Ming and Qing Dynasty" appeared in his eyes.

This is absolutely impossible. The silk texture of the red sandalwood screen was damaged, and the damage was so severe that he could not completely repair it.

It was even more impossible for Huo Chichi to repair it.

It is very possible that Huo Chichi felt that the repair was not good and the jar was broken and broken, so he just took it to Qingfeng Pavilion for auction.

Huo Qing'er's eyes became darker and darker, but based on his relationship with Prince Gu and Nie Ni, he gave a few instructions.

"Gu Shaosan, the red sandalwood screen has not been repaired, and one piece of silk has been seriously damaged.

And I solemnly tell you, I can’t even repair the damaged parts, so if you take a picture of it, you can only smash it in your hands.”

The Third Prince Gu sighed.

"It says that Qingfeng Pavilion has done an appraisal and the red sandalwood screen is good.

Are you cheating on this thing?"

Huo Qingyi scoffed.

"I never bother to cheat, and I didn't put this screen up for auction."

"Who else are you?"

Huo Qing'er was too lazy to explain to him.

"Anyway, if you go tomorrow, don't take pictures of this screen. Whoever takes pictures will be fooled. Of course, if you think people are stupid and have a lot of money, you can take pictures."

Huo Qing'er hung up the phone, then called Ye Chengcheng back and repeated what he had just said to Mr. Gu.

The next day, at the entrance of Qingfeng Pavilion.

Huo Chichi is wearing a light blue knee-length skirt with two pigtails, which is a hit on the street.

Yes, it blew up the street.

As soon as she got out of the nanny car, Huo Chichi was surrounded by a group of street photographers, who all patted her.

Huo Chichi didn't like too much excitement, so he looked a little unhappy. He pouted his chubby face, blinked his big eyes, and said to the crowd surrounding him.

"Brothers and sisters, could you please give way? You are blocking my way."

The cute little expression immediately attracted many street photos.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,s that little milking voice is at me ever being listening to me.”

"The fair and round face is so cute. Are you interested in being a cover model for your sister?"

"There is no future as a young model. Little sister, my brother is a talent scout. Do you want to consider signing with our company? This is my business card."

The talent scout took out his business card and forced it into Huo Chichi's chubby hand.

Huo Chichi frowned. Grandpa Zhang was so unreliable. He saw that she was surrounded and didn't come to save her.

At this time, outside the crowd, a nanny car whizzed past.

Huo Chichi saw the savior, opened his arms and waved vigorously towards the nanny car, and his light blue skirt also fluttered.

Like a little fairy who descended from earth.

People gathered around to take pictures on the street, but they couldn't help it anymore.

"Ah ah ah ah, I must have a daughter, she is so cute."

"If this is published in my magazine, it will definitely become a big hit. Little sister, let's go with the elder sister."

The talent scout also spoke.

"Little sister, don't listen to them, come to our company. Our company is currently cooperating with the best actor Huo Qingyi to make a movie.

There is a shortage of young actors in the movie, and if we sign up, we can play the long-lost sister of the best actor Huo Qingyi."

Huo Chichi: "..."

Why the hell is this even necessary?

She is the real version of the long-lost sister of the best actor Huo Qingyi. She is the real one.

At this time, Huo Chichi looked through the gap and saw Qin Chu getting out of the nanny car and about to walk towards Qingfeng Pavilion.

She used all her strength to shout towards the sky: "Uncle, I'm here."

Qin Chu paused slightly and looked back, only to find Huo Chichi who was surrounded. He walked through the crowd in a few steps and walked to Huo Chichi, holding her in his arms lovingly.

Feeling relieved, Huo Chichi put his arms around Qin Chu's neck, his little head resting on Qin Chu's shoulders, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Uncle, you came a little late and I was kidnapped."

Qin Chu suddenly apologized for causing their little baby to suffer again. At this time, the Qingfeng Pavilion auction was about to begin. Qin Chu glanced around the street photos with a deep look, and said in a cold voice.

"Step aside."

Many street photographers also wanted to try to convince Qin Chu.

"Are you the guardian of the little breast dumpling? We want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Qin Chu.

"Get out of the way, I don't want to say it a second time."

Seeing that Qin Chu's face was getting darker and darker, the street photographers had no choice but to give up and disperse obediently.

Just walk again and regret again.

"Such a cute dumpling, I wish she were my daughter."
Chapter completed!