Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"You mean, this is the person who gave us the betrothal gift?" Han Feirong was also shocked and asked while covering her mouth.    

    

"Yes, the manager of the gold shop has already confirmed it." Han Zhou'er nodded proudly and said with a smile, "So, cousin, you don't need to think about it anymore. The person he likes is me."    

    

"Bullshit, who is this woman? How could Prince Charming like her?" However, no one expected Yang Fann to hear this and was instantly angered.    

    

Han Feirong looked a little embarrassed. She helplessly pulled up her hair and smiled. "If it's true, then I'll have to congratulate little sister Zhou'er."    

    

"Of course. I'm generous and talented. If I could play a song for you when we get married, it would be romantic just thinking about it!" Han Zhou'er didn't hear Yang Fann's words. She was intoxicated as she thought to herself. Once again, she smiled with a hint of ridicule on her lips. "If it wasn't for you getting married too early, my cousin, this opportunity might have been yours."    

    

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …" With that, Han Zhou'er covered her mouth as she smiled coquettishly and left the office.    

    

Han Feirong frowned. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Yang Fann scold on the phone, "Who is this? How shameless. Why is it that Prince Charming likes him!"    

    

"Prince Charming's identity is still a mystery. We don't even know who he is. Isn't he too narcissistic!" The more Yang Fann said, the angrier she became. If she wasn't here, she would probably have fought with Han Zhou'er before letting the matter go.    

    

Hearing Yang Fann's words, Han Feirong sighed helplessly and said, "Our family received a bridal gift from a mysterious rich man. Everyone guessed that the betrothal gift was for Han Zhou'er. She just told me that your prince charming was the one who gave the betrothal gift."    

    

Although she didn't want to hurt Yang Fann, Han Feirong still told her about it and covered her ears in time.    

    

Sure enough, in the next moment, Yang Fann screamed and shouted, "What?! Impossible! How could Prince Charming fall for someone else? I don't believe it, I don't believe it! "    

    

"Well, I think she's just guessing, maybe not." Han Feirong comforted Yang Fann before she said, "I still have two documents to look at. I'll hang up first."    

    

"I'm not in a good mood, come have supper with me tonight!" Yang Fann's voice dropped. It seemed she really had feelings for that Prince Zither on the internet.    

    

Han Feirong had no choice but to agree. After hanging up, she played the short video again. Because she couldn't see her face clearly, she couldn't confirm who this person was. However, Han Feirong still felt that this person looked familiar.    

    

Therefore, she had no choice but to put her phone to the side, suppress her thoughts, and continue reviewing the documents.    

    

Whether this person gave the betrothal gifts to Han Zhou'er or whether they were given to Han Zhou'er had nothing to do with her, because she had already found the best place to stay.    

    

At this time, Ding Yi had already sent Wai Xiaojing back.    

    

Afterwards, Ding Yi didn't go anywhere else and went straight home. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Lin Hongyan complaining to Han Chengshan.    

    

"Ai, the old man's birthday is coming up in two days. Why don't we give him something?" Lin Hongyan sat on the sofa and chanted.    

    

Han Chengshan was drinking his tea. Hearing his wife's words, he twitched his mouth disapprovingly and said, "That's my dad, so what if I don't give him anything?"    

    

"They've always looked down on us, and now that you're not giving us anything, are you going to be shameless?" Hearing Han Chengshan's words, Lin Hongyan rolled her eyes and counted with her fingers in pain. Finally, she thought of something and sat up straight, looking at Han Chengshan, "How about you give one of the most expensive paintings in your collection to the old man. What do you think?"    

    

"Come on, my items are only worth one or two. The rest are all fakes." Han Chengshan put the cup on the table in alarm, stared at Lin Hongyan and said, "Besides, my two treasures are worth a lot of money. What's the use of spending that money for face, even if we have to give a gift?"    

    

"Come on, have you heard? Two days ago, at an auction, a mysterious buyer bought a painting of the Thousand Li Mountain and River Diagram. It was said that he wanted to gift it to someone else." Lin Hongyan waved her hand at Han Chengshan mysteriously and whispered, "Do you know how much she spent to buy that painting?"    

    

"How much is it?" Han Chengshan raised his eyebrows.    

    

Could it be that it would be more expensive than the real Wang clan's painting? One had to know that the real work of that Scholar Wang was something even Wang Peicheng wanted. At the very least, it had to be worth several tens of millions.    

    

"I heard from someone that that painting was one of the top ten famous paintings in China, and it cost three billion to get it!" Lin Hongyan said mysteriously.    

    

However, these words scared Han Chengshan. He jumped up and stared at Lin Hongyan. "What?" Three billion?! You bought a painting, and you still want to give it away? You must be joking with me! "    

    

"Who would be so wasteful? There must be something wrong with his head. How could he give away something worth 3 billion yuan?" Han Chengshan couldn't help but twitch his mouth.    

    

All of this was heard by Ding Yi, who was standing at the door. He couldn't help but laugh secretly as he was indeed planning to give the painting to Han Zongkun. However, this painting wasn't as good as Han Chengshan and the others thought.    

    

Wang Xizhi may not have only created a few real works, but there were still some existing ones. However, the Thousand Li River Mountain Painting was different, and not only was it hailed as one of China's top ten most famous paintings in history, it was also because the creator of this painting was able to travel across the river just by spending this one painting. It was definitely a rare treasure under the heavens.    

    

Then there were only two possibilities. Either someone had drawn two identical pictures of the Thousand Mile Mountain, or the museum had lost them, or the auction was also going to be a museum.    

    

Ding Yi didn't ask any further about this matter as long as he could make sure that the painting was a product of that era. As for whether it was really Wang Ximeng's painting, no one else but Wang Ximeng knew.    

    

Who knew that there wasn't even a seal on this gigantic Thousand Li Mountain Painting.    

    

"Ahem, Dad, Mom, I'm back." Thinking about this, Ding Yi coughed and walked in.    

    

After seeing Ding Yi, Lin Hongyan coldly snorted and turned her head to the side. Han Chengshan, on the other hand, nodded to Ding Yi, but did not say anything.    

    

At this moment, Han Chengshan suddenly received a call.    

    

"Alright, alright, I understand." Without knowing what the other person said, Han Chengshan immediately frowned.