After saying that, Xier was still a little scared. The first time she saw Yu Manman get angry, her hair was disheveled, and her glaring look was comparable to a shrew who was scolding the streets.
Bai shook his head slightly and sighed: "You don't have to take everything wrong with it. People have dignity. Even if you are wrong, she shouldn't hit you. Remember, you are not allowed to hit you in the future."
"Have you finished speaking? Are you going to pay for this painting after you finished speaking?" The moist and slightly childish voice just now rang out slowly.
Bai Weiwei wondered, it seemed that he was a 14-5-year-old boy wearing a luxurious gold suit. He was such a beautiful child, Bai Weiwei sighed.
His eyes were big and beautiful, his face was very small, and his hair was tied with gold and jade on the top of his head, leaving two strands of hair hanging on his cheeks. His figure was also good. It was rare for such a handsome guy to be put in the 21st century. Seeing Bai Weiwei staring at him straight, he suddenly felt a little angry: "What are you looking at? Why don't you pay for my paintings?"
In fact, this boy should be called a teenager, but in Bai Weiwei's eyes, he was a little boy.
"painting?"
Bai Weiwei remembered that she seemed to have pulled something in a panic just now, but it was broken all of a sudden. She was pulled up by one hand when she was about to fall, otherwise she would have fallen.
The boy said coldly, "You destroyed the painting I just bought, and it was a total of 300,000 taels of silver."
"..." Bai Weiwei sweated coldly.
Be sure that you heard it correctly, it was 300,000 taels of silver, not 300,000 taels of silver.
Bai Weiwei asked, "I don't know what kind of painting it is, it's worth 300,000 taels of silver?"
"It was the painting of Mr. Jun that the prince just bought, and you were caught!" One of the servants following the young man said angrily.
It turned out that Bai Weiwei was just looking back and talking to Yu Manman. The young man walked down happily because he had just bought the painting of Gongzijun, and neither of them noticed anyone. The young man buried his head and walked between her and Xier who had a bunch of things, and naturally knocked them down.
Bai Weiwei wanted to grab something in panic, but she grabbed the painting in his hand. She tore a piece of it apart with a "sharp" and he just grabbed her wrist.
Seeing the way a bunch of them rolled down like a ball, I felt funny and didn't have time to take care of my paintings. Now I calmed down. When I saw that the painting I bought just now was torn apart by this girl, I felt very distressed. It was not because I felt sorry for the money, but because I felt sorry for the paintings...
"Miss..." Xier hurriedly pulled her sleeves and signaled that she didn't have much money.
The money in my pocket is only enough to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Where did I get so much money? Even if I sell my son-in-law’s house, it doesn’t have that much!
"..." Bai Wei opened her mouth slightly, speechless. Why did she accidentally tear up Gongzijun's painting?!
The boy glanced at her simple clothes, and she didn't have that much money to count on.
The young man spoke contemptuously: "If you don't have money, find me a genuine masterpiece of Mr. Jun to pay for it, and I will let you go, otherwise you will be sent to the jail!"
Bai Weiwei couldn't stand this perverted tone, but looking at the pile of servants behind him, she pointed to the folded painting in his hand and asked, "Can I let me see this painting?"