Everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Yi and the others.

Fang Qingzhu sighed in her heart, what should come is always coming.

She glanced at Xiao Yi beside her and came to Fang Tianhao together. Fang Qingzhu said with a crisp voice: "Qingzhu congratulates grandpa on his longevity. Qingzhu knew that grandpa liked tea, so he made this pre-rain green tea with his own hands. I hope grandpa likes it!"

If it were in the past, even if Fang Qingzhu only appeared in front of him, Fang Tianhao would have been happy.

But now...

Fang Tianhao responded with a faint expression, pointed to the coffee table beside him, and did not hide the disgust on his face: "Let's go!"

He didn't even look at it.

Fang Qingzhu's eyes dimmed, and a hint of loss and helplessness flashed across her pale face. This is the reality. Even though her grandfather, who loved her since childhood, knew that she was not married to Xiao Tianjiao and was destroyed, all her favor had disappeared.

Fang Ao's gloomy eyes revealed the pleasure of revenge, and he said with surprise: "Xiao Yi, although you are just a son-in-law who is having a soft meal in our Fang family, today is the birthday of the head of the family. You shouldn't have prepared a gift? It was the first time you had attended the birthday party of the head of the family after getting married to Fang Qingzhu. You are a little unreasonable if you don't prepare anything, right? Isn't this a joke for outsiders to see our family?"

Many guests in the hall looked at Xiao Yi with a little more contempt and disdain.

"The Xiao family is the most bare-handed family in the Daqian Dynasty. How could it not even understand the most basic human relationships? This is too inappropriate!"

"I heard that he has been driven out of the wall by the Xiao family and cannot be considered a member of the Xiao family!"

Everyone said and said something like billions of thorns pierced in Fang Qingzhu's heart.

He looked at Fang Zheng and Liu Yun with a pleading gaze.

I just hope that my parents can come forward to help them resolve the embarrassing situation in front of them.

However……

However, Fang Zheng and his wife were old gods, and their indifferent attitude of not being concerned about themselves made Fang Qingzhu's heart sink to the bottom.

At this moment.

A warm feeling came from her palm, but Xiao Yi held her palm. Under Fang Qingzhu's surprise gaze, Xiao Yi said lightly: "I have prepared a gift."

"Hmm? Then you should take it out and take a look!" Fang Ao said.

Everyone said, "Yes, let us gain insight. What did the people from the Xiao family of the Daqian Dynasty use as a birthday gift?"

Xiao Yi took out the scroll and presented it to Fang Tianhao, saying, "A ancient painting will bring you a blessing for longevity and health!"

"Ancient painting?"

"Even the cheapest ancient paintings are worth thousands of taels of silver. If they were Tang Pu's paintings, any volume would be worth tens of thousands of taels. I wonder whose ink treasures he gave?"

Fang Tianhao was also stunned. If it was really an ancient painting, it would be a good gift. He looked at Fang Hao: "Xiaohao, open this scroll and see which one of ours is it?"

"Okay, grandpa!"

Fang Hao took the scroll and slowly unfolded.

Everyone looked forward to it: "The Tiger Sword Picture? What a domineering name!"

"The painting skills are good, and Nati's characters are unique. Which famous artist's calligraphy is it?"

When the scroll was fully unfolded, everyone saw the three words "Jin Wuhen" on the signature and looked at each other.

Fang Ao even shouted with an exaggerated look on his face: "Who is Jin Wuhen? I haven't heard of it! Xiao Yi, could you just buy a street stall product as a birthday gift, right?"

When Fang Tianhao heard this, his face turned gloomy.

He is the head of the Fang family. If he really takes the street stall goods as birthday gifts, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to leave home?

Fang Tianhao looked at Zhang Yong: "Horse Zhang, you are a famous collector in our Nanhuang City. Have you ever heard of a great man named Jin Wuhen?"

Zhang Yong touched his nose with a strange expression: "The name Jin Wuhen is relatively unfamiliar, but you should have heard of his nickname "Deadly Scholar"?"

"The Deadly Scholar? As famous as Tang Pu, the one who was the four great talents of the Dakan Dynasty in the past?"

"Didn't it mean that the murder of a deadly scholar was too serious, and all his works were destroyed, and there were no works he passed down from generation to generation?"

"Honor Zhang, is this painting real or fake?"

Zhao Yu said in a deep voice: "Head Zhang, it is related to Xiao Yi's reputation. You should carefully identify it!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand and looked calm: "As everyone said, the deadly scholar has no masterpieces at all, how could there be any original works in the world? What else can I identify?"

Everyone naturally heard what he meant.

Jin Wuhen has no work passed down, so this painting is naturally fake!

Fang Ao was filled with joy, but his face looked as if he was disappointed: "Xiao Yi, did you actually use fake goods as a birthday gift?"

"Oh, Xiao Yi, you're too much! Yesterday, you got a golden obsidian spirit statue worth tens of thousands of yuan in Zhenbao Pavilion. It would be fine if you don't treat it as a gift, how could you make a fake painting to fool people?" Lei Bao, who had long recognized Xiao Yi, walked out and said loudly.

Fang Ao's eyes lit up and he added jealousy, "Xiao Yi, you really disappointed us. If you don't have money to prepare a gift, we can still understand it, but you just waited for a treasure worth more than 100,000 yesterday. It would be fine if you didn't use it as a gift to the head of the family, but you actually used fake paintings to humiliate the head of the family..."

"Enough!"

These words were simply adding fuel to the fire and completely angered Fang Tianhao.

He slapped the wooden table beside him with a sudden slap, his face looking extremely ugly. He didn't like Xiao Yi from the bottom of his heart and didn't expect the other party to give him any good gifts.

As Fang Hao said, Xiao Yi is humiliating him!

Fang Tianhao's old face was gloomy and could drip water, and the disgust in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "It is the first time that Fang Tianhao has lived for so many years that anyone dared to humiliate me with fakes. For the sake of the Xiao family, I will not pursue it, but please get out immediately now, and you will not be allowed to step into the Xiao family from now on!"

"No wonder even the Xiao family is unwilling to admit your identity. It's so embarrassing!" Fang Ao shook his head and sighed, but the pleasure of revenge in his eyes was obvious.

Lei Bao also shook his head: "Go away quickly, is it embarrassing to stay here?"

A slightly cold gaze passed by everyone, and a cold light appeared in Xiao Yi's eyes, but he felt a warm feeling from his palms. He lowered his head and looked at Fang Qingzhu, with a questioning gaze in his eyes.

Fang Qingzhu smiled gently and said, "Since everyone here doesn't welcome us, then let's go!"

Xiao Yi's eyes were completely depressed and he smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

The two held hands, turned around and left.

Fang Ao and Lei Bao looked at each other, but how could they let him go like this?

"Take your fake back, don't stay here to dirty my Xiao family!" Fang Ao rolled the scroll into a ball and threw it out of the door.

As the scroll was about to fall to the ground, an old palm steadily caught it.

at the same time.

The servant's trembling voice was also heard from outside the door: "The Lord of Zhenbao Pavilion is old..."
Chapter completed!