Therefore, Xu Hualan thought to herself that she could only suffer this injustice in silence.
When Tang saw Bai wink at Xu Hualan, he snorted inwardly.
That stingy guy, I'm really afraid I'll end up getting all the benefits from him.
"What brings you here today?" Old Bai walked over and sat down on the sofa next to Old Tang.
He picked up the teapot and didn't forget to pour himself a cup of tea.
This is a Da Hong Pao tea he's collected for a hundred years, and this old fox got to taste it. No way, he has to drink more.
"Take a look." Old Tang handed over an invitation.
"What?" Old Bai wasn't wearing his reading glasses, so he only glanced at it and vaguely saw what looked like an invitation to the Tang family's exhibition hall.
Feeling listless.
"I'd like to invite you to an art exhibition tonight."
"Hehe, you're so kind? Just say what you want to borrow."
"Take another look at what's on the screen," Old Tang reminded him.
Grandpa Bai's curious gaze swept over the invitation again. At this moment, Xu Hualan took the initiative to step forward, picked it up, and glanced at it.
"Dad, it's Ye Bai's art exhibition."
"puff……"
I almost spat out my tea.
Ye Bai's art exhibition?
So, that girl is going to reveal her identity to the public?
Xu Hualan smiled and said, "Haven't you always admired Ye Bai? If you can meet Ye Bai in person this time, it will fulfill a long-cherished wish."
Old Master Bai's expression was somewhat strange.
Why does this girl suddenly want to hold an art exhibition?
Didn't she always want to keep Ye Bai's identity a secret?
Moreover, they even chose to hold the art exhibition in the Tang family's exhibition hall. Isn't that giving the old fox a hard time?
"Hua Lan, you can go out first. I have something I want to talk to this guy alone... and your Uncle Tang."
"good!"
Xu Hualan left, and Old Bai's eyes shot a cold glare at Old Master Tang.
"Why would Ye Bai hold an art exhibition at this time? And in your Tang family's exhibition hall, you old fox, do you know Ye Bai's identity?"
There's really no need to ask that question; the old fox had long suspected that Ye Bai was Qian Mo.
Now that Qianmo is suddenly holding an art exhibition, and has even chosen the Tang Family Exhibition Hall as the venue, it's already quite obvious.
Old Tang chuckled, narrowing his cloudy, wrinkled, triangular eyes, a shrewd calculation in them.
"What do you mean by that? Does Ye Bai have another identity?"
They're clearly trying to get information out of me, pretending not to understand when they know the truth.
“Old fox, just say what you want to say. Since you sent me the invitation to the art exhibition, you must already know Ye Bai’s true identity.”
"It's an invitation for you to attend Ye Bai's art exhibition. After all, it's your granddaughter's art exhibition."
"Hmph, you're so kind?" I knew you old fox already knew the truth.
This Qianmo is really something, when did she get so close to that old fox?
They even told him Ye Bai's identity.
This old man is always thinking about business; he always weighs everything.
He must have gained a lot by allowing Qianmo to hold an art exhibition at the Tang family's exhibition hall.
Thinking of this, Old Bai felt quite displeased.
"I've always thought highly of Qianmo, believing she has a bright future in art. Now that I know she's Ye Bai, haha, if I can get Qianmo to become my student, we can support each other and surely leave our mark on literary history."
At their age and status, the allure of money is no longer strong.
For them, leaving a mark on history is more important, especially for artists, like world-renowned art masters who are remembered by generations.
Ye Bai's paintings have caused quite a stir around the world. With her talent, she will surely create even more unique and representative works in the future.
It's only a matter of time before he becomes famous.
If he could be labeled as "Ye Bai's master," one could imagine that whenever Ye Bai was introduced, Tang Wanli would be mentioned in the background.
Hehe, thinking of this, Old Tang felt even more cheerful.
"Pah! You old bastard, you're really wicked. You want to ride on my granddaughter's fame to become famous for generations? You're shameless."
"Hey Lao Bai, you're supposed to be a cultured man, so speak more politely. You really can't blame me this time. It was Qian Mo who approached me about holding an art exhibition. Haha, she even painted a picture for me herself so that I could hold an exhibition at my Tang family's exhibition hall."
He came here today just to show off.
As soon as he finished speaking, he placed a long, rectangular wooden box that he had prepared in advance on the coffee table.
Old Bai stared intently at the exquisitely carved box, a familiar fragrance wafting towards him.
A box made of high-quality Phoebe zhennan wood.
Looking at the carvings and colors on the wooden box, it is clear that they were carved by hand. Moreover, although the box is well preserved, it is obvious that it is an old item.
Items packaged in antiques must be priceless.
Old Bai's heart sank. He realized that the old fox hadn't lied; that girl Qianmo really had given him a painting.
It hurts.
Old Tang looked at Old Bai with a smug expression and reached out to open the box.
Inside was a scroll painting, which he slowly unfurled after it had just been framed.
A stunning painting instantly appeared before my eyes.
A glint of light flashed in Bai Lao's eyes.
This is a masterpiece.
If "The Other Shore Flower" was this girl's first attempt, and "Clouds and Mountains in Mist and Rain" and "Starry Sky" were the culmination of her hard work, then this painting is definitely her current masterpiece.
Old Bai couldn't help but reach out to touch it.
"Slap"
A dry, crispy hand suddenly shot out and slapped the back of his hand.
Old Bai winced in pain, frowning and glaring at Old Tang.
Old Tang carefully rolled up the painting again and put it back in the box, as if it were a precious treasure.
"This is a masterpiece that will be remembered for generations to come; you can't just touch it."
"Pshaw, what's so great about it? I'm the grandfather of the person who painted this picture."
"Hehe, even if you are her grandfather, this painting is still mine. You can only look at it, not touch it."
"You old fox, you brought this painting here just to show off to me?"
Old Tang chuckled.
"I'm a friend, so I wanted to bring it over to show you what I'm made of."
Old Bai snorted coldly, having completely lost interest in paying attention to this smug little man.
now
Qin Family
Inside the glass greenhouse, the spring sunshine bathed the flowers, making the whole greenhouse feel warm and bright.
At the chessboard, Old Qin and Old Gu sat cross-legged, playing a game of chess.
"That old Tang is really showing off," Qin Lao said coldly, his face ashen.
Old Gu chuckled and said, "Let him be happy for a while. After all, he's been dreaming of getting Ye Bai's paintings, and now he's finally got his wish."
Old Qin scoffed, "They came here early this morning, saying they were delivering an invitation, but I think they're just showing off."
Old Gu slowly lifted his eyelids and silently glanced at Old Qin.
Then, he slowly pulled an admission ticket out of his pocket.
"What? He went to your place too?"
"He was driven away not long ago, and judging from what I heard, he should have gone to the Bai family by now."
"What's this old man showing off for?"
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