After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Luo Wan Bai held the carefully selected gift box in his hand, his face was full of pretended modesty, softness and dignity.

"Miss Luo is really generous. I didn't expect this painting to fall into your hands."

"Yes, yes, I heard that this painting is Wu Daozi's famous painting, and its value alone is immeasurable."

"It really cost me money..."

When Luo Wanbai said that what he gave was the "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scroll", most of the people's expressions were full of surprise, full of admiration for Luo Wanbai.

Although it was a grand birthday banquet hosted by Mr. Cheng this time, when the painting appeared, it directly compared the previous gifts.

Although he was already mentally prepared, Luo Wanbai still had a smug smile on his face when he replied.

She turned slightly sideways as if inadvertently, and looked in the direction where Old Master Cheng was sitting.

Unlike what he imagined, Mr. Cheng just took a sip of his tea lightly, without even giving a single glance.

The smile on Luo Wanbai's face froze for a moment, and then returned to normal, but he lost the intention of talking to others.

She thought that her painting would at least make people look at her with admiration.

But Mr. Cheng's eyes were always on other places.

Luo Wan Bai suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, wanting to see what could attract Cheng Lao's attention more than his own painting.

Nan Joe?

At a glance, it was the face that he hated, Luo Wan's white and gorgeous eyebrows were knit together, and he was angry.

Nan Qiao didn't notice that she was being stared at, and now she was dealing with Cheng Juan impatiently in her heart.

"Sorry, I can't eat anymore."

Looking at the exquisite dim sum put in front of him with care and consideration, it was clearly the delicacy An Nuo had eaten just now, but Nan Qiao had no appetite at this time.

She politely refused, without even a smile on her face, who made this person keep posting over and over again.

Cheng Juan nodded understandingly, and immediately asked people to remove the things, with a spring-like smile on his face, which was simply a gentleman's demeanor in the eyes of others.

"Miss Nan has a bad appetite? Do you need a doctor to see?"

"If you feel unwell, you can take a rest here."

He was clearly doing something to be courteous to others, but he was like a hospitable host, and people couldn't tell what was wrong.

All the envious or suspicious eyes fell on the two of them, and Cheng Juan didn't seem to feel it. Those clear eyes drooped slightly, very gentle, as if all the attention was focused on her alone. on people.

"No need."

Nan Qiao didn't answer, it was her elder brother Murong Chen who spoke.

Hearing this voice, Cheng Juan's smile froze.

"Jojo, sit here."

Murong Chen immediately switched places with Nan Qiao. From Cheng Juan's perspective, his tall and strong body completely covered Nan Qiao's petite figure.

He was sitting there when he suddenly turned his head to look at Cheng Juan, looked at the clean and gentle smile on the other's face, and twitched the corners of his mouth, his voice was cold and imperceptibly bored.

"The little princess of the Murong family, it's not your turn to be courteous."

How could such a person be worthy of his sister.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Cheng Juan always felt that there was some sarcasm in the other party's words.

"A person like you who is full of rotten peach blossoms, dare to think about the little princess."

Cheng Juan was taken aback for a moment, and belatedly glanced at the banquet. Almost instantly, his ears caught the discussion of others.

Luo Wan Bai, gave the "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scroll"?

After all, he was also the heir of the Cheng family. Cheng Juan understood what Murong Chen was referring to in an instant.

Nan Qiao reached out and tugged on her elder brother's sleeve, put the most delicious dish into a bowl, and signaled him to eat it quickly, not wanting her elder brother to pay attention to the person she hated.

Murong Chen's originally cold face melted instantly when he saw the vegetables in the bowl, and he directly acted out the snow melting in winter and returning to the earth in spring, and happily took a bite of the vegetables his sister had picked for him.

"The food that Qiao Qiao makes is delicious."

After taking a bite, Murong Chen just said hype.

It's just that the atmosphere at the banquet was far less relaxed than that between the two of them.

"Eighty-Seven Immortals Volume" is the only surviving silk manuscript of Wu Daozi.

Now there is no second one in the world, which makes it even more rare and hard to find.

Therefore, when Luo Wanbai said that he was presenting this painting, most of the people at the banquet were in an uproar, but a very small number of people were quite silent.

Those who can come to Cheng Lao's birthday banquet are naturally not people who know nothing about archaeological relics, and they have naturally heard of the name of this painting, but it is precisely because of this that the atmosphere of the banquet becomes subtle.

Seeing Luo Wanbai standing there with frowning brows, looking at Cheng Lao's undisguised eyes, and looking at Cheng Juan's face that was about to turn black into coal, Nan Qiao immediately raised the corners of his mouth, as if something amused in his heart.

"You don't know such a stupid person, do you? I just looked at you with fiery eyes."

The person sitting next to Cheng Juan moved his arm and elbowed him, and he could feel the person's disdain for Luo Wanbai when he opened his mouth.

This man's surname is Qin, he is the only son of the Qin family, and he has the best relationship with Cheng Juan on weekdays.

"Shut up."

It's just that Cheng Juan wasn't in the mood to tease people at this time, seeing Luo Wanbai's smug expression, the last bit of friendship with his classmates disappeared, and he felt that Luo Wanbai was simply a trouble.

Suddenly, a female voice broke in, breaking the viscous subtlety of the banquet.

"I didn't expect that Ms. Luo would give such a precious gift, she really has vision."

It was Nan Qiao. She stood up and looked at Luo Wan Bai. Her eyes widened slightly like a deer, making people feel cute when she saw her, and her tone was a little surprised.

"I bought this after spending 20 million yuan with great difficulty."

Hearing the tone of the other party's words, Luo Wan Bai curled the corners of his mouth, and the emotion of being ignored by the old man inevitably calmed down a little.

But following the sound, the curvature of the corner of the mouth dropped instantly. .

I didn't expect it to be her.

Catching the flash of disgust in the person's eyes, Nan Qiao felt a little indescribably happy.

However, the "really hard" that the other party said made her feel a little funny. If she had to say something that was not easy, then it was indeed not easy for her to raise the price and spend a little effort to deceive people.

"I heard that Wu Daozi's paintings emphasize the beauty of harmony, but I didn't expect Miss Luo to like this. It seems that I have studied the painting sage."

After saying this, everyone's eyes fell on Luo Wan Bai.

Luo Wan Bai couldn't hold back his smile, and looked at Nan Qiao with disgust and resentment.

Of course she had heard of the title of this painting, but that didn't mean Luo Wan Bai really understood it.

When I walked there, I just heard the name of this painting, so Luo Wanbai bought it. She was sent by her family to study abroad since she was a child, and what she learned were all foreign things. How could she know the importance of this cultural relic?

Thinking about Nan Qiao deliberately raising the price at that time, causing him to spend more money to go home and being scolded by his father, Luo Wanbai held a grudge against others even more. Why did she keep silent when others gave gifts just now, why was she so unreasonable? Come out to speak after falling to her?

It was simply targeting her on purpose.