"Dad, I know what to do." Hong Xing'er was wearing a white dress that was close-fitting and perfectly showed off her figure.
There was a confident and determined look in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were raised, she was extremely beautiful.
Whether it is her beauty or her talent, from childhood to adulthood, no man is not deeply attracted to her.
This is her pride.
But she disdains those men because they are too low-class and not her type.
But today, she put aside her arrogance and disdain, because the person she wanted to meet today was Yejiu.
The man of her heart.
This man had already obtained graduate, master's and doctoral degrees at the age of twenty. The legend of Yejiu could be heard in almost every key college she visited.
Every corner says that the legendary night dove is like a god, perfect and noble.
Everyone was impressed by his talent.
Everyone is crazy about his handsomeness.
After seeing his photo, she fell deeply in love with this man who exuded charm yet had an icy aura.
She wants to get him!
Hong Xing'er sat gracefully and beautifully, her hands on her legs trembling slightly with excitement, especially when she heard the "tapping" sound of footsteps behind her.
Butler Yan, who had been standing nearby, turned around, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Master Jiu."
Hong Xing'er's heart was pounding. She stood up with her father Hong Xian, looked up, and her heart suddenly tightened.
On TV, in newspapers, or even a glimpse of a handsome figure in the distance, none of them can compare to seeing it with my own eyes at this moment.
Yejiu walked over gracefully with his hands in his pockets. The sunlight shone on him, casting a layer of light on his slender and charming figure.
He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with clear and elegant eyebrows and clean features, and delicate facial features. The way he walked over was a sight that captivated everyone.
Hong Xing'er was almost staring at him in a trance, her whole heart was invested in him, unable to extricate herself.
She looked so charming, but had a cold expression on her face, and exuded an indifferent and sinister aura, which made Hong Xian's heart tremble.
I remember that Ye Jiuye was a cruel and ruthless person, and he especially hated women.
Hong Xian prayed in his heart that his daughter must behave better and let Ye Jiuye see her unique charm.
As soon as Ye Jiu saw Hong Xing'er next to Hong Xian, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his enchanting pupils became sharp. Even Hong Xing'er, who was prepared, was frightened by his eyes. It turned out that the legendary Ye Jiuye had "misogyny".
Hong Xian quickly started looking for a way to save his daughter, then smiled and said, "Master Jiu, haven't you been looking for 'Yishan'? This is what my daughter Xing'er found in Europe. Knowing that you are interested in 'Yishan', I sent it here specially for you to appreciate."
Yejiu raised his angular jaw, and a glimmer of starlight ignited in his dark eyes.
There's hope!
Hong Xian signaled to his daughter with his eyes to quickly take out the painting.
Hong Xing'er's heart was pounding. She immediately took out the scroll box and slowly opened it in front of Yejiu. A beautiful landscape painting appeared before her eyes.
Beautiful mountains and water, beautiful countryside.
This painting was painted by a famous painter named Hogg seventy years ago, and this is the last remaining relic of his work.
Yejiu, who loves collecting cultural relics, antiques and jewelry, has been looking for this painting of "Yishan".
After seeing the painting, his eyes narrowed slightly under his eyelashes. Seeing this, Butler Yan beside him immediately stepped forward and took the painting.
Hong Xing'er felt a little disappointed, thinking that he would come to pick her up.
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