Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Zhou Manqing followed him closely, with a look of pride and arrogance on her face, like a wife.

Yan Xiu leaned close to Ai Fei's ear and said, "Look, this is Qin Guangyao. Although he's over fifty, he looks like he's in his early forties. He's truly an expert at picking up girls, and he's well-maintained!"

Ai Fei looked at the man in front of her and felt a sense of familiarity.

Because the man in front of me looks so much like my father!

My father was also a handsome man, but he was always with ceramics day and night, so he was much rougher and could not compare to the refined and gentlemanly man in front of me.

She stared at them for a moment, then called Yan Xiu over and said, "There are too many people here, it's hard to talk. Go ahead and lead some of them away."

Yan Xiu smiled brightly with his peach blossom eyes: "Leave it to me, I guarantee that the task will be completed."

He took out a stack of gold-plated business cards from his trouser pocket and walked over.

After handing out the business card, he started chatting enthusiastically with several friends around Qin Guangyao.

Qin Guangyao was freed, loosened his tie, and was about to leave.

Ai Fei concealed the emotions in her eyes.

He stepped forward and said politely, "Mr. Qin, may I have a word with you?"

Qin Guangyao looked at her, a look of scrutiny flashing through his slightly tired eyes: "Who are you?"

Ai Fei said, "I'm Ai Fei, and I want to show Mr. Qin something."

As he spoke, he opened his cell phone, pulled out the image of the blue and white porcelain vase, and handed it to him.

Question: "This blue and white porcelain vase is from Mr. Qin's collection, right?"

Qin Guangyao's eyes narrowed. "Exactly. This is a collection of the Qin family. I wonder how it ended up in Miss Ai's hands?"

As he said this, he looked at Ai Fei.

Ai Fei met his scrutinizing gaze and said, "I filmed it in the Heavenly Palace and it cost me 70 million."

Qin Guangyao's eyes condensed with a hint of deep meaning: "This blue and white porcelain vase has flaws and is worth three million at most. Why did Miss Ai spend 70 million to buy it?"

Ai Fei looked at him steadily and said, "Because it has something to do with..."

"Guangyao, you are here. Mr. Shang is looking for us."

Zhou Manqing came over at some point, and her hand wearing a huge emerald gently held Qin Guangyao's arm, interrupting their conversation.

Then, as if he had just seen Ai Fei, he asked in surprise, "You, why are you here?"

Qin Guangyao looked at her: "Do you know Miss Ai?"

Zhou Manqing looked at Qin Guangyao and said softly, "It's not just me who knows her. I guess everyone in the whole of China knows Miss Ai. Wasn't Miss Ai a mistress before, forcing a wife and children to break up and becoming a hot topic for a long time?

Oh, yes, Ayao, you are busy and don’t pay attention to these gossips. It’s normal that you don’t know.

Nowadays, young girls rely on their looks to hook up with men and make quick money. They really don’t learn their lesson!

Unlike our Anian, who usually spends her time practicing the guqin besides going to school, who wouldn't praise our Anian for her ladylike demeanor when meeting her?

When talking about Qin Nian, Qin Guangyao's eyes and brows were filled with tenderness.

"Didn't you say you would bring Ah Nian with you tonight? Why is she nowhere to be seen?"

Zhou Manqing felt bitter.

If she hadn't brought Qin Nian with her, she wouldn't have been able to come here today.

She said she wanted to bring Qin Nian here to meet people and make more new friends, so her husband allowed her to attend the birthday party tonight.

Suppress the bitterness in your heart.

With a tender and sweet look on her face, she said, "That child, Anian, said he got a new music sheet and insisted on staying home to practice. He didn't want to come out."

Qin Guangyao said distressedly: "This child is pushing himself too hard."

Zhou Manqing sighed, "That's right. I often nag her to get more rest, but she won't listen. What can I do? I can only make some bird's nest soup for her every day to nourish her body."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and said angrily, "Look, Yao, I cook every day, and my hands are rough."