Chapter 420
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"Xiao Mei, what do you mean by this? Long Yang is my husband, so he is a member of the Xiao family. He has the right to sit."
"Grandfather didn't even say anything. Who are you to make the decision?"
Xiao Zihan frowned and said rudely.
She wasn't doing this for Long Chen, but Xiao Mei's actions were clearly provoking her.
"Hehe, only you would admit that he is a member of the Xiao family. We don't want to be a family with him."
Xiao Mei looked at Long Chen with disdain.
Long Chen frowned. Even a clay Buddha would get angry, not to mention that he was the master of the universe.
If he hadn't promised Xiao Zihan that he wouldn't cause trouble, he would have slapped this bitch.
"Enough, Mei, there is no need to get angry over this trash. Today is grandfather's birthday. Let this trash have a seat."
At this time, a young man beside Xiao Mei suddenly said.
This young man was in his twenties. He was quite good-looking with smooth skin, but his face was pale.
Long Chen, who was proficient in medicine, could tell that this guy had weak kidneys.
He had probably been squeezed dry by that Xiao Mei before coming here.
Xiao Mei looked like the type with a strong sex drive, and this young man was a good-for-nothing. After being squeezed dry every day, it would be strange if he didn't have weak kidneys.
Once the young man spoke, Xiao Mei could only give up on targeting Xiao Zihan and Long Chen.
Long Chen quietly took the chair back and sat on it.
The birthday banquet entered the gift-giving phase. After the guests finished giving their gifts, it was the family's turn.
The young man was the first to stand up. Under everyone's gaze, he presented an exquisite gift box.
"Grandfather, I know that you like antique paintings, so I spent a lot of money to buy Tang Bo Hu's famous painting, Rain Bamboo Painting, as a gift for your birthday."
The young man smiled and handed the gift box over.
Hearing that it was Tang Bo Hu's painting, Old Man Xiao was very excited.
Indeed, as the young man had said, Old Master Xiao loved calligraphy and paintings the most in his life. Therefore, most of the guests who came here gave calligraphy and paintings.
However, compared to the Rain Bamboo Painting that the young man gave Tang Bo Hu, it paled in comparison.
"Tang Bohu's' Rain Bamboo Painting '? Oh my god, that's one of Tang Bohu's most famous paintings. It's worth at least tens of millions. "
"Tsk, 10 million is nothing to Young Master Zhang. It's just a few months of pocket money. The most important thing is that Tang Bohu's paintings are priceless. Many people can't buy them even if they have the money. For Young Master Zhang to be able to obtain it, I'm afraid he spent a lot of effort. "
When the surrounding guests heard that it was actually Tang Bohu's painting, they were all shocked and praised it generously.
Of course, there was also the possibility that he was trying to curry favor with the young man.
When these words entered the young man's ears, his heart fluttered.
"Hahaha, Qingfeng, grandfather is very happy that you have such filial piety. Mei-er indeed did not choose the wrong person. Marrying you is her fortune, and also my Xiao Family's fortune."
Old Man Xiao laughed. He was very satisfied with this grandson-in-law of his.
Not only did he have an extraordinary status, but he was also very respectful to his grandfather.
Unlike a certain piece of trash, who had really brought shame to the Xiao Clan's reputation.
Thinking of this, Old Man Xiao couldn't help but glance at the area where Xiao Zihan's family was sitting. He was extremely dissatisfied.
Zhang Qingfeng noticed Old Man Xiao's gaze and the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile.
He planned to pour a bowl of oil on this fire.
"Longyang, our family's gift has been given. It's your turn now. Hey, why are you holding a broken book in your hand? This thing can't be grandfather's birthday gift, right?"
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