When Xiao Qingcheng said this, Feng Lian's face suddenly turned pale.

She bought a fake product worth only 100 yuan for 30 million yuan?

No.

She couldn't be deceived, it was clearly Xiao Qingcheng who didn't know how to appreciate nonsense.

In an instant, she was furious and scolded Xiao Qingcheng: "Random! What are you? You are staying at our Feng family to cheat and drink, and you come to celebrate the festival empty-handedly. I don't want to deliberately mock me with gifts for buying fakes. You know how to appreciate antiques, it's too much."

Feng Yan'er didn't expect that Xiao Qingcheng would not speak, but she offended the person to death as soon as she spoke.

Of course, she would not miss such a good opportunity, and continued to scold Fenglian: "You are not good at learning skills and can't appreciate them. Just say that your aunt's antiques are fakes, you are too shameless."

Remi glared at Xiao Qingcheng angrily: "Qingcheng, it's too much. How can you slander your aunt for buying fakes? Apologize to her quickly."

"Xiao Qingcheng!" Feng Lian's angry face twisted and glared at Xiao Qingcheng, "Kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise I will never end with you today."

As soon as this sentence came out, Feng Yaner, who hated Xiao Qingcheng, immediately waited for Xiao Qingcheng to kneel down with a proud look on her face.

Xiao Qingcheng was not upset or angry. She still looked at the angry Fenglian gently and said something profound: "Aunt, I said I am a master of appreciating antiques, a professor of cardiology, and there are even many people who don't know their identity. Do you believe it?"

Fenglian was already angry, and Xiao Qingcheng said these words from these artists and professors, completely provoking her.

"I believe it, you are so shameless. You haven't graduated from college and you are shameless and say that you are a professor of cardiology. No matter how much gold you put on your face, it will not be able to cover up your ignorance."

Feng Yaner and Xiao Qingcheng are in the same school. She knows very well that Xiao Qingcheng's grades in the school are mediocre, so when she hears Xiao Qingcheng telling so many powerful identities, she knows that Xiao Qingcheng mocks his aunt Feng Lian.

For a moment, she said angrily: "Xiao Qingcheng, if you have so many identities, you are still silly. Do you need our Feng family to support you? You don't blush when you lie, shameless."

Remi agreed with her daughter Feng Yan'er's words, and she sternly said: "Qingcheng, you are too much. You made a mistake first, but now you are lying and laughing at your aunt. You are simply outrageous. Apologize to your aunt."

Xiao Qingcheng looked at the three of them with a smile and said, "Since I'm telling the truth, you don't believe me, and you still say I don't know how to appreciate. If you say I don't know how to appreciate antiques, then you shouldn't force the inkstone into my hand, and you still have to say something."

"Now I said, you said I don't know how to appreciate antiques. Then it doesn't matter if you don't trust my vision, but fake ones are fake ones. Even if I apologize, I can't recover my aunt's losses, right?"

She also sincerely suggested: "Why don't we just ask someone who can trust to do an appraisal? But it's too troublesome to find a professional antique appraisal master. Since this is a gift for grandpa, why don't you let grandpa come and have a look. He not only likes Tang Sancai, but also has a lot of experience in research."

"Xiao Qingcheng, you bitch, you shamelessly pretended to me." Feng Lian was furious and raised her hand to beat Xiao Qingcheng.

Suddenly, a pair of men with distinct joints held Fenglian's wrist in big hands and stopped Fenglian from hitting Xiao Qingcheng.

Xiao Qingcheng looked up.

Short ink hair, a cold handsome face, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes with deep and darkness, exuding a cool breath.

The thin lips were pursed gently, and the handmade black suit made him look slender, and his body exuded a noble and sharp aura, which was not to be ignored, and he also felt a very cold and arrogant alienation.

Feng Shaoze, her husband.

Her eyes flashed slightly and she stood up and walked to him, saying like a gentle wife: "Husband."

Feng Shaoze glanced at Xiao Qingcheng deeply in his eyes, and the Adam's apple rolled: "Yes."

"Shaoze, you came just right. Your wife didn't admit it without learning. She said nonsense that the Tang Sancai I bought for your grandfather was a fake."

Everyone was just watching Xiao Qingcheng's jokes, so no one noticed Feng Shaoze's appearance, and even Xiao Qingcheng himself did not pay attention to his appearance.

Otherwise, she wouldn't say a word.

Feng Shaoze glanced at Tang Sancai who was placed on the table by Xiao Qingcheng and said, "Qingcheng is right. The technology in the Tang Dynasty was immature, and there was no purple on the painted pottery. The white for more than a thousand years will change color, and the painted pottery will also have traces of corrosion."

"If the authentic product is only the color will become warmer over time, and your inkstone will be bright in color, it will be a fake at first glance, so you were cheated."

After saying that, his cold tone turned sharply and warned Feng Lian: "No matter how unlearned she is, she is my Feng Shaoze's wife. It's not your turn to point fingers at her!"

Feng Lian was immediately choked by Feng Shaoze's words and his face turned pale. He opened his mouth and didn't hold up a word.

Feng Shaoze's ability to appreciate antiques, she did not doubt what he said at all.

It seems that she was really deceived by the antique dealer!

hateful!

She obviously used the inkstone to deliberately mock Xiao Qingcheng, making Xiao Qingcheng the biggest joke tonight, but in the end she herself became the ridiculous clown at night.

She was so angry!

Although Remi was angry that her son protected Xiao Qingcheng, she didn't want to make a big deal, because she knew very well that Feng Shaoze would get angry and everyone was afraid.

She hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Fenglian and walked out the door and said, "Oh, I bought you a new bag. Do you like it quickly? Yan'er, come too."

Fenglian was pulled away in all kinds of anger.

Feng Yan'er gritted her teeth with hatred. If her brother Feng Shaoze had not rescued Xiao Qingcheng, Xiao Qingcheng would have knelt down today.

Before leaving, she glared at Xiao Qingcheng fiercely, waiting to see, she would never let this stinky woman go!

Xiao Qingcheng watched Feng Lian and the others leave, and then she was about to say thank you to Feng Shaoze for helping him.

But before she could speak, Feng Shaoze looked at her coldly and then left in a hurry. A complicated look flashed in her eyes.

No one wanted to be in the same living room with Xiao Qingcheng, so after Remi and Feng Shaoze left, everyone quickly left.

In the end, Xiao Qingcheng, who wanted to take the opportunity to leave, not only did not leave, but became the only person who stayed in the living room. This made her smile lightly, but she couldn't smile all her eyes and couldn't say anything cold.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival dinner is no different from previous years. Although Tang Sancai's conflict occurred in the living room, no one will break out in front of the old man.

After all, Feng Lian and the others were intentionally making things difficult for Xiao Qingcheng, and the old man protected her. If they made things difficult for her in front of the old man, the consequences would be angrily scolded by the old man, and they would celebrate the festival in peace.

It was already early in the morning after watching the moon, Xiao Qingcheng and Feng Shaoze lived in the mansion.

In the bedroom, Xiao Qingcheng looked at Feng Shaoze standing outside the balcony and making a phone call.

He is a very cold person and is still a workaholic. No matter when he only sees work, he is always busy.

The moment she hung up the phone and went back to the house, she took out a blue folder from her bag she carried with her.

Feng Shaoze glanced at the documents in Xiao Qingcheng's hand coldly, and opened his thin lips and his voice was low and cold without any emotion. "What is this?"
Chapter completed!