The others couldn't help but feel envious when looking at Lin Yaoguo.

They are all connoisseurs of valuables. Each of these antiques is priceless. Young Master Zhou took three at once. He is indeed a descendant of the Zhou family and is very generous.

"That's thoughtful." Lin Yaoguo enjoyed the way people looked at him at that moment.

"Dad, I also prepared a gift for you." Lin Wan'er took out a long scroll from the side.

After exchanging a glance with Zhou Xing, the two of them each pulled one end of the scroll and slowly unfolded it.

Everyone gasped after seeing this.

"Is this... Master Yan's "Dwelling in Taoyuan Mountains"? " Lin Yaoguo looked at the painting in front of him in surprise.

"This is actually Master Yan's work!"

“Yeah, I didn’t expect Miss Lin to be able to get Master Yan’s authentic work.”

"This is someone else's daughter, right?"

Everyone looked at Lin Yaoguo with envy.

Not only did she give birth to a good daughter, but she also got a good son-in-law.

Master Yan, Yan Lijue, is the foremost artist of the contemporary new style of painting. His works are priceless and extremely rare.

Yan Lijue has always had an eccentric personality. He never takes the initiative to make friends with others and hates the powerful. He never accepts commercial manuscripts and never sells his works.

According to the latest big data statistics, Master Yan only sold six works as commercial works.

I didn’t expect that Lin Wan’er could actually get one of them.

"Okay, Dad likes this gift very much." Lin Yaoguo exclaimed.

Being able to obtain Master Yan’s works is no longer a symbol of money, but also a symbol of status.

At this moment, an even more excited voice appeared in the crowd. An old man with a hunched back appeared at the door, followed by a young man carrying a toolbox.

Lin Jinshu couldn't help but stand up.

"Master Yan! It's Master Yan!" Lin Yaoguo's lips trembled with excitement.

"It's the real Master Yan!" Everyone else looked at the man at the door in surprise. No one expected to see Master Yan in person at a birthday party.

Lin Yaoguo immediately went to meet him, looked at Yan Lijue and asked, "Master Yan's visit to my humble home is truly an honor. I wonder why Master Yan is here today...?"

Master Yan raised his hand and stroked his beard. His voice was a little vicissitudes. He said, "I was asked to come here today to paint a portrait of Miss Lin."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er was also surprised and her eyes fell on Zhou Xing.

"Brother Xing, is this also a surprise you prepared for me?" Lin Wan'er took Zhou Xing's arm and had long forgotten what happened before.

Zhou Xing's body was a little stiff. He smiled awkwardly but didn't say anything else.

Others also felt that Zhou Xing's behavior was a sign of his consent.

The air was filled with the scent of lemon.

Lin Wan'er's face was filled with happiness.

Lin Yaoguo naturally heard it as well. He bent down and stood beside Yan Lijue, extending one hand towards the room: "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Yan. Please come in."

Yan Lijue nodded and walked inside with the young man behind him.

Lin Jinshu looked at Master Yan and sighed in his heart: Master is worthy of being a master, he looks like a Taoist immortal.

Unlike some people nowadays who call themselves masters just by scribble a few strokes.

So now there is a situation like this: the real masters are on the streets, and clowns are in the houses.

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