At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Minghao rode his electric car back. Zhang Wenguo was drinking tea in the tea pavilion in the courtyard, but his face was a little ugly, and he yelled at Ye Aiqin: "This old Wang, what the hell is he, doesn't he just have a relationship?"
A painting of a mountain? Look at his proud look, as if no one has it. It really pisses me off..."
"Okay, how can you compare with Lao Wang? Besides, the ink on your belly and those paintings you bought are real." Ye Aiqin hugged her pet dog and glanced at Zhang Wenguo with a strange look.
"Who said that? Didn't Xiaojiang help me get an authentic painting by Huang Binhong? It is a collection of Chinese landscape paintings, which is more precious than his Guan Shanyue painting."
"Tch, it's not in the Yulin City Museum now. I told you to resell it, and it would definitely sell for several hundred million, but you insist on donating it. I get angry when you talk about it." Ye Aiqin gave Zhang Wenguo a hard look.
When he saw Jiang Minghao coming back soon, he cursed angrily: "He must have paid attention to you and donated the painting to the museum."
"Oh, you can't blame Xiao Jiang."
Zhang Wenguo quickly pulled Ye Aiqin before welcoming her out and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, you are off work."
"Yes, Dad, what are you and Mom talking about?" Jiang Minghao took out the vegetables from the basket.
"It's nothing, it's just that your Uncle Wang just showed me a painting by Guan Shanyue to brag about it."
Zhang Wenguo stopped and was shocked when he saw Jiang Minghao buying so many vegetables: "Xiao Jiang, why did you buy so many vegetables? Could it be that you want to celebrate Ziyao's birthday in advance?"
Jiang Minghao looked at the dishes in his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "No dad, I haven't had soup for a long time, so I bought more."
"That's it, but Xiao Jiang, Ziyao's birthday is the day after tomorrow, so you have to prepare it well for her." Zhang Wenguo reminded again. Jiang Minghao nodded and smiled: "Well, I can, then I'll go cook first.
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As Jiang Minghao went back to the kitchen to cook, Zhang Wenguo sighed slightly, went back to the tea pavilion and said to Ye Aiqin: "You can also tell Ziyao later that Xiao Jiang is pretty good."
"Whatever you say, it's not like you don't know your daughter's character."
Ye Aiqin glanced at Zhang Wenguo. Although Jiang Minghao had cured his father, he could not treat him like this before. Ye Aiqin was naturally embarrassed to accept Jiang Minghao.
"You."
Zhang Wenguo shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know how to persuade his daughter.
At seven o'clock, Jiang Minghao had already cooked a table of meals, all of which were qi-tonifying medicinal foods. He had exhausted his energy today and needed to replenish it.
"Oh, it's so rich."
Zhang Wenguo looked at the table of delicious food and praised Jiang Minghao.
Ye Aiqin had already sat down to eat. Although she didn't say anything, the appearance of the food had betrayed her.
"It's already past seven o'clock, and Ziyao hasn't gotten off work yet."
As Zhang Wenguo spoke, the courtyard door opened automatically, and a Mercedes-Benz car slowly came in. It was Ye Ziyao.
Jiang Minghao smiled and shouted: "It's time to eat."
Ye Ziyao had no expression on her face. She didn't even look at Jiang Minghao. She put her bag and car keys back in the villa before going out to eat, but she didn't pay any attention to Jiang Minghao beside her.
What made Zhang Wenguo anxious was that he wanted Ye Aiqin to communicate with his daughter, but Ye Aiqin ignored him.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table was very strange, and no one spoke.
Jiang Minghao had long been accustomed to it, and he was eating the dishes by himself, thinking about going back to his room later and practicing hard.
Seeing the man immersed in eating, Ye Ziyao glanced at him fiercely, feeling even more angry and scolding: "Eat, eat, you know how to eat..."
"cough…"
Jiang Minghao coughed twice, feeling like someone was cursing him, so he couldn't help but look back at Ye Ziyao.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you choke to death?" Ye Ziyao snorted angrily.
Jiang Minghao smiled bitterly, ignored her, and continued eating, which made Ye Ziyao very angry.
After dinner, Jiang Minghao finished cleaning up and went back to his room to practice.
Ye Ziyao returned to the study, finished her work, and went downstairs to see Jiang Minghao's room door closed.
She felt suffocated and could only watch TV with Ye Aiqin. Zhang Wenguo asked tentatively: "Ziyao, it's your birthday in a few days. How do you want to celebrate it?"
Ye Ziyao was expressionless, shaking her head and saying, "I'm busy lately, so I don't need to."
"But? How can this be done? No matter how busy you are, you still have to get through it."
"Oh dad, it's just a birthday, nothing more."
Ye Ziyao stopped and immediately saw a female singer appear on the TV. She immediately showed a smitten look, pulled her mother and shouted: "Look at Mom, it's Chen Zilin."
"Ah, she is my idol." Ye Aiqin became excited when she saw Hong Kong star Chen Zilin.
"She is also my idol."
Ye Ziyao was happy, pointing to Chen Zilin who was singing on the TV, and said excitedly: "Look at her, she has not changed after so many years, she is really an immortal goddess."
By the way, Ziyao, have you bought her concert tickets?" Ye Aiqin asked excitedly.
"Ah, is Chen Zilin going to have a concert?" Ye Ziyao said in shock and confusion.
"On the 30th of this month, which is also your birthday, she will have a solo concert at our Yulin City Stadium. Don't you know?" Ye Aiqin clapped her hands and said.
Ye Ziyao shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I've been busy with the jeweler business recently, so I didn't pay attention to this matter."
"Oh, if I had known I would have bought it." Ye Aiqin shouted, and Ye Ziyao took out her mobile phone: "Let me see if there are any tickets left."
"There are still three days left, so there will definitely be no tickets left."
Sure enough, seeing on the Internet that the tickets for Chen Zilin's concert in Yulin City were already sold out, Ye Ziyao smiled bitterly and said angrily: "It's all Jiang Minghao's fault, otherwise I would have bought the tickets and missed her concert again."
"Blame me, what does it have to do with me?"
Jiang Minghao came out from practicing and was about to take a shower when he heard Ye Ziyao's words in the living room and said depressedly.
"It's your fault. Who told you to think of yourself as a living Bodhisattva and have to go to a small mountain village for treatment, otherwise I would never forget this matter." Ye Ziyao turned her head and glared at him fiercely, and cursed angrily.
"Okay, it's all my fault..."
Jiang Minghao shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and could only sing Hua Tsai's "It's All My Blame" and go take a shower.
"Hurry up and find someone, can you get the tickets..."
Ye Aiqin pulled Ye Ziyao, who was an avid fan of Chen Zilin, and asked her to find someone who could get the tickets for this concert.
"On July 30th, if I can get tickets and take her to a concert for her birthday, she will definitely be very happy." Jiang Minghao thought while taking a shower, but then smiled bitterly: "But where can I get tickets?
Well, I'll ask Xiaodong later..."
After taking a shower, Jiang Minghao came out and saw Ye Ziyao still calling someone to help get tickets.
Jiang Minghao also went back to the room and called Ma Xiaodong with his mobile phone, but the kid couldn't get it.
Jiang Minghao had no choice but to think of another way to celebrate Ye Ziyao's birthday.
the next morning
Ye Ziyao also got up on time to go to work. She wore a maroon shirt and a purple hip-hugging skirt, perfectly showing the temperament of a workplace queen.
"morning."
Jiang Minghao came out with breakfast, looked at her and smiled: "Didn't you buy a ticket?"
"Yes, if you can, help me buy it."
Ye Ziyao rolled her eyes at him, took her car keys and bag, changed her shoes and went out to drive to the company without eating breakfast.
"You can't even buy it, where can I buy it for you?"
Jiang Minghao shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to finish his breakfast hastily and ride an electric bike to the hospital...