The passers-by are vicious

"If you love acting so much, why don't you enter the entertainment industry? Then you can act every day to your heart's content and stop being an eyesore here."

Jiang Wanwan's unceremonious arrogance caused the entire entrance of the villa to fall silent.

Long Chen's stern expression did not show any displeasure at his wife's undisguised rudeness. Instead, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Although his wife spoke more harshly, it was because Jiang Xiyao always said things that seemed to be true but were half-truths that Wanwan was so ruthless.

Long Chen could actually sense the purpose and little thoughts of Jiang Xi Yao Jing, and he even felt very annoyed.

But Jiang Xiyao was his sister-in-law in name after all, and he couldn't just deal with her like he did with other women who threw themselves at him.

But Jiang Xiyao just felt that her face was being trampled under the feet of her annoying cousin Jiang Wanwan.

Although the servants all lowered their heads as if they didn't exist, she could still feel the faint ridicule from the people around her.

He secretly hated Jiang Wanwan for being so unruly and merciless. This time, she was really asking for humiliation and made a fool of herself in front of a group of servants.

The group of lickers who often worship Jiang Xiyao as a goddess were not there, and there was no one at the scene who could speak for her.

Even her beloved Brother Long didn't even look at her. Instead, he stared at Jiang Wanwan, unwilling to take his eyes off her.

Jiang Xiyao's face suddenly turned pale and blue. Even though she was filled with resentment, she knew that she would get nothing if she stayed.

Even if the matter came to the attention of Mr. Tang, given the old man's partiality, he would only think that she was ignorant and had an argument with her own sister.

In the end, Jiang Xiyao could only bite her lip, stomped her feet, turned around, got into the car and left angrily.

Seeing that the little white flower heroine was driven away by her, Jiang Wanwan returned to the living room with satisfaction.

As expected, as long as you don’t care about others saying that you are vicious, you can do whatever you want and feel comfortable.

Standing at the door of the villa, Long Chen asked his assistant to go back to the company first, and he walked into the house and sat on the sofa next to Jiang Wanwan.

"Wanwan." Just when Long Chen wanted to get closer to Jiang Wanwan, he heard the sound of a cell phone ringing with a text message.

I accidentally glanced at the message on my phone and it showed that it was from a guy named Yu.

Someone seduced my wife again when I wasn't aware, Long Chen thought, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

Thinking about the last time he saw his wife having dinner with another man, his eyes couldn't help but darken, and he even felt a sense of crisis.

It's because his wife is too good that she is coveted by other men. It's also because they are immoral. They cling to his wife Wanwan even though they know she is married.

Jiang Wanwan didn't hide it from Long Chen, but opened WeChat openly.

Zhou Jinyu: Tomorrow is Grandpa Jiang’s birthday, and I don’t know if Grandpa Jiang will like the gift I chose.

Jiang Wanwan poked the phone screen with her fingertips and sent it.

Jiang Wanwan: As long as the intention is there, grandpa will be very happy.

Long Chen didn't show any anger on his stern face when his wife chatted with other men in front of him. He was jealous in his heart, but he couldn't show it for fear that his wife would be tired of him.

He had no choice but to reach out and tidy up her hair, and then inadvertently leaned over and held Jiang Wanwan in his arms.

Long Chen wanted to attract Jiang Wanwan's attention and said, "Wanwan, tomorrow is grandpa's 70th birthday. I specially found the original Tang Bohu's work. I think grandpa will be very happy."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanwan really put down her phone, ignored the message from the other end, and turned to look at Long Chen.

"A genuine Tang Bohu work, are you sure?"

Although Jiang Wanwan was somewhat suspicious and questioned him, Long Chen was not angry at all. After all, his wife needed to be coaxed.

The stern face said softly: "Of course, I know that grandpa likes to collect ancient paintings, so I took great pains to get them."

"And I have already consulted many experts to verify it, and it is genuine."

Jiang Wanwan's eyes flashed with interest. She had never seen Tang Bohu's paintings before, but she often heard her grandfather mention them in modern times.

As if noting Jiang Wanwan's curiosity, Long Chen suddenly grabbed Jiang Wanwan's hand and said, "Why don't we go and take a look?"

In the room, Long Chen carefully hung the scroll on the wall so that Jiang Wanwan could appreciate the "Thatched Cottage in the Western Hills".

He stood behind her with gentle eyes, his cold expression had long been replaced by love, like melted spring water.

A bend in the water came into Jiang Wanwan's eyes, and the hazy landscape was filled with infinite artistic conception.

There is also the seal of Emperor Qianlong on the painting. You should know that he loved to put his seals on famous paintings.

"001, this should be the original."

Jiang Wanwan didn't understand these paintings, and didn't know Tang Bohu. If Grandpa Jiang hadn't nagged her frequently, she would have gone to check it out, only to realize how precious his paintings were.

001 quickly replied, "Ding, after system scanning, it was determined to be authentic."

Knowing that it was an authentic work, Jiang Wanwan also knew that Long Chen must have put a lot of effort into taking the painting.

It’s a pity..., according to the plot, I have to reject him.

But before that, Jiang Wanwan took the initiative to kiss the corner of Long Chen's mouth and said, "Well done. Grandpa likes Tang Bohu's words the most."

After being praised, Long Chen's stern expression became visibly happy, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He gently hugged Jiang Wanwan's waist and felt his heart warming.

His broad and hard body completely wrapped around Jiang Wanwan, and looking at her slightly red lips, he couldn't help but kiss her.

Jiang Wanwan also put her arm on Long Chen's shoulders, and the two of them kissed passionately, their clothes becoming messy due to the friction.

Just as the atmosphere was ambiguous and harmonious, and the two were getting into the mood, Jiang Wanwan seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "Did you ask Mr. Tang to identify it?"

Mr. Tang is the oldest appraisal expert in Shanghai. His family has been repairing and appraising antiques for generations. It is said that he once visited a tomb when he was young. He has an amazing eye and has never made a mistake in appraisal.

Long Chen seemed to have not expected his wife to ask such a question under such circumstances. He was slightly stunned, but still shook his head honestly.

He didn't know much about antiques, but he had consulted many well-known experts to appraise them.

But Jiang Wanwan didn't think so, instead she frowned.

The big families in the Magic City most respect Mr. Tang's ability to identify ancient paintings. If someone asks about it tomorrow, Jiang Wanwan will lose face.

She always cared about her reputation, and her expression changed immediately. She pushed Long Chen away and angrily said, "You can't even do such an important thing, you're useless."

Facing Jiang Wanwan's scolding, Long Chen had already calmed down, after all, his wife was just like that, but he still couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

Jiang Wanwan raised her chin and said in a commanding tone, "I think you should find someone to identify it. After all, it's a gift for Grandpa. People from all the families will be here tomorrow. If something goes wrong in public, it doesn't matter if you lose face, but I will lose face with you."

Long Chen opened his mouth and wanted to tell his wife that he had consulted many experts and there would be absolutely no mistakes, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Jiang Wanwan's angry eyes.

"It won't go wrong unless it's appraised by Mr. Tang. Go find Mr. Zhao to have it appraised again now. Don't come back tonight. Remember to come to the banquet hall early tomorrow."

After saying that, he left the room without even looking at Long Chen.

The man was left standing in front of the painting with a somewhat lost look on his face. He had thought that it would strengthen the relationship between him and his wife, but unexpectedly, he disappointed his wife instead.

Long Chen sighed inwardly, and even regretted not finding out more clearly.

It was also because he was not rigorous enough in his work. Mr. Jiang always trusted Mr. Tang's appraisal. How could he give the painting to the old man without his appraisal?

However, Mr. Tang, as the most prestigious appraisal expert in the Magic City, has retired a long time ago. If I can't see him today, it might be too late for Grandpa Jiang's birthday party tomorrow.

Long Chen picked up his phone and contacted his friends in the industry to inquire about Mr. Tang’s address, and successfully got Mr. Tang’s phone number.

Then he drove away from the Jiang family villa while talking on the phone.

On the open-air terrace on the second floor, Jiang Wanwan was sitting on a chair drinking black tea, looking at Long Chen's back with a feeling of pity in her heart.

I don’t know whether it’s a pity for this nominally obedient husband, or a pity that there will never be such an obedient handsome guy to serve me.