Reborn as the Cinnabar Mole of the Prince of Beijing's Elite Circle

Wu Teng sat below, glancing sideways at An Cinian behind her with disdain in her eyes. She slightly raised her head, having received the latest news that Teacher Yan Yu would be present today.

Just wait to be proven wrong, An Cinian.

Xie Yu'an looked in her direction, and An Cinian's eyes seemed to say: It's all your fault, I'm never talking to you again. You think you're so great, so high and mighty, how dare you follow me here!

He was filled with resentment.

Xie Yu'an adjusted his glasses, shook his head, and sighed slightly, realizing that his wife was still angry.

"I believe everyone here has heard that Teacher Yan Yu will be here today. Yes, Teacher Yan Yu is here."

Upon receiving confirmation, the crowd erupted in excitement once more, everyone looking around in disbelief and wonder, their expressions as exaggerated as could be, all eagerly anticipating the arrival of Teacher Yan Yu.

"Teacher Yan Yu is so mysterious. It seems my beloved student is even more popular than I am." Seeing his student so popular, he, the teacher, was very pleased.

"My God, Elder Huang, Teacher Yan Yu is actually your disciple."

There were only four people present: Renjie, Wu Teng, Hu Chunchun, and An Cinian. Could it be one of these four?

The atmosphere was exceptionally lively. Huang Renfeng looked at all of this, waved his hand, and smiled, signaling everyone to quiet down.

"Alright, alright, my disciple, come up here now."

An Cinian looked at Huang Renfeng's doting gaze and a bright smile appeared on her face. She brushed her hair aside and stood up gracefully.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she bowed slightly, her steps light and confident.

As she stood beside Huang Renfeng, she maintained a charming smile, but her eyes were fixed on Wu Teng not far away, as if silently provoking something.

Xie Yu'an lowered his head and chuckled softly. His motto was always to repay kindness and avenge wrongs. As for the Wu family, he couldn't be bothered to bother with them.

Throughout the discussion, An Cinian behaved appropriately and humorously. Everyone had thought that Teacher Yan Yu would be a very stern man, but he was not at all. Her gentleness impressed everyone present.

Wu Teng's furious expression in the audience added a touch of drama to the lively occasion.

Hu Chunchun looked up at An Cinian, who was shining brightly on the stage, and couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder Sister Ci Nian was so confident in betting with Wu Teng that she was Teacher Yan Yu herself. Tsk tsk tsk, Wu Teng is in trouble now.

Her skin was snow-white, her face was delicate and beautiful, her hair was tied up with a hairpin, and she wore a light blue gauze dress on top and a skirt with a hundred flowers on the bottom, with a silver belt around her waist that tied her slender waist.

She speaks eloquently and eloquently, possesses elegance and charisma, and is beautiful and talented—truly, one cannot find anything to be dissatisfied with.

Huang Feijing was overjoyed. Heaven was really on his side. He had just been thinking about getting on Xie Yu'an's good side, and now he had done just that.

"Keep it down, everyone, you're too kind." After turning his head around, Huang Feijing reached out, nodded, and then showed off.

He managed to pull all these connections; having a famous father really makes a difference.

He said not to put on airs in front of anyone. Fortunately, when he went to his father's studio, he didn't put on airs, nor did he speak ill of An Cinian because of Wu Teng's words.

If he had done that back then, President Xie would have beaten him to death.

Ah, so comfortable, so great! On this track where everyone's watching, he's winning like crazy!

After stepping down from the stage, An Cinian immediately strode up to Wu Teng, her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons: "Miss Wu, I'm sorry, you lost, and I won't buy this painting."

Seeing An Cinian's smug expression, Wu Teng stomped her feet in anger, but most of the people present had come because of Teacher Yan Yu's reputation, so she couldn't do anything to An Cinian.

Seeing Wu Teng about to leave, Hu Chun Chun immediately stopped her: "Hey~ Miss Wu, you said you would give Sister Ci Nian 100 million. What, are you trying to renege on your promise, or do you not have the money to pay 100 million?"

Wu Teng was displeased to hear this. With so many people present, she couldn't afford to lose face. She quickly pulled out a bank card from her bag and said nonchalantly, "What a joke! I've never cared about a mere 100 million. Here, this card has 500 million in it. Consider it my gift to Teacher Yan Yu."

"Miss Wu is generous. If you want me to paint for you later, I'll give you a discount."

Upon seeing this, An Cinian unceremoniously took the bank card from Wu Teng's hand.

She shouldn't pass up this money; she'll make a net profit of 500 million.

Seeing An Cinian's smug look, Wu Teng felt even more furious. He glanced at the growing crowd around him, suppressed his anger, rolled his eyes at An Cinian, and finally pulled her friend away from the scene.

"Teacher Yan Yu."

A man's clear voice rang out.

Can't An Cinian just relax for a moment? She just saw off a living Buddha, and now a devil has come. What bad luck she has...

"Ah, I know, Mr. Xie, it's a pleasure to meet you." Turning around, An Cinian spoke first, glaring at Xie Yu'an, "Let's just say some things we shouldn't say."

They were gritting their teeth, wishing they could bite Xie Yu'an to death right now.

With a calm smile, he knew what was going on in An Cinian's mind, so he simply went along with it and extended his hand: "Teacher Yan Yu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Hmm, huh? ? ?

The people next to Xie Yu'an were all dumbfounded. What was going on?

"Thank you, Teacher Yan Yu. I am Huang Feijing. Thank you very much for coming to this event."

He originally intended to address her as Madam Xie, but then he remembered what Xie Yu'an had just said, and An Cinian clearly didn't want to reveal her true identity here, so he couldn't expose her.

An Cinian greeted her politely.

"Teacher Yan Yu, I'll see you off whatever you're doing next."

"No need! I still need to talk to my master." She raised her head haughtily, refusing without hesitation or politeness.

Seeing An Cinian's bold demeanor in front of Xie Yu'an, Wang Jing and the others nodded vigorously. As expected of President Xie's wife, she has such an aura!

The kid has such a temper. Oh well, let him do whatever he wants. He turned to his wife and said, "Mr. Huang, my wife says she doesn't have time, so let's go now."

Huang Feijing nodded and even said goodbye to An Cinian. One after another, they shook hands with An Cinian to say goodbye, and he seriously suspected that these people all knew that she was Xie Yu'an's wife.

Okay, Xie Yu'an, you, you're like this, I don't even need to go out. She's just pretending not to know Xie Yu'an because she doesn't want to attract attention.

"Mr. Xie just mentioned his wife. He got married? When did this happen? How come we didn't hear anything about it? What does his wife look like?"

A barrage of questions began to surround An Cinian, and the noise from these people was deafening.

He then turned around and said a few words to Hu Chunchun and the others, telling them to go back to the hotel first.

"Here you come, even the master can't get his apprentice to come now."

Huang Renfeng sat in the backyard of the exhibition, leisurely drinking tea, his gaze fixed on An Cinian.

"Oh, I'm famous because my master taught me so well." An Cinian immediately turned into a child, went up behind Huang Renfeng, and reached out to massage the old man's shoulders.

"Master, you're not angry anymore, are you?" He then took out the small box he had prepared.

The box itself looked expensive, made of nanmu wood. Upon opening it, I was instantly delighted – oh, it's top-quality lapis lazuli!

“That’s more like it. This piece is just enough for me to make the next rock painting. My beloved apprentice knows how to sweet-talk people.”

Seeing that her master was in a good mood, An Cinian immediately sat down opposite Huang Renfeng and made him tea.

“I want to buy the painting ‘Dove of Peace’,” Huang Renfeng said, revealing the reason he had called An Ci Nian over.