Chapter 237: Like is Liking

As long as Yu Yuehan said it was false, then no matter what Nian Xiaomu said, it would be useless!

A little nurse, what kind of expert does he pretend to be, and what art does he know?

The so-called painter's little habit must have been made up by herself.

It's definitely fake!

Wen Ya Daisi reached out and grabbed Yu Yuehan's arm, looking at him with hope.

She absolutely didn't believe that as Nian Xiaomu, she could understand something she couldn't understand!

Yu Yuehan had been standing behind Nian Xiaomu, his eyes were originally staring at her hairy little head, but when he heard her words, his eyes changed slightly.

Especially when he saw her confident and determined appearance when she mentioned the master's paintings, his dark eyes became deep.

The burning gaze, as if trying to see her through......

After a long time, he opened his lips lightly, "I asked someone to send the painting." ”

A simple sentence made Wen Yadai's face pale!

Yu Yuehan personally sent it to him, it can't be a fake painting......

Nian Xiaomu was right, a nurse from an unknown source really compared her, or in front of Yu Yuehan.

Wen Yadai's face was bruised for a while, and she didn't dare to answer at all.

Just as he was about to pretend that he didn't understand anything and beckoned everyone to eat, Chen Zixin, who had been silent, suddenly squeezed to the front, glanced at the oil painting a few times, and suddenly spoke.

"I haven't studied this thing much, so I definitely can't see it, and Manager Wen will actually be wrong...... Speaking of which, you are still the director of the year, and you can see at a glance that this painting is genuine. ”

The sudden compliment made the atmosphere in the private room weird.

Wen Yadai couldn't even smile anymore.

I finally understand what it means to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot!

could only laugh awkwardly, looking at Yu Yuehan with a blank eye, hoping that he could find himself under the stairs.

But Yu Yuehan's gaze stayed on Nian Xiaomu's body, and he didn't even look at her at all......

She stood there like a clown.

By the time the four of them sat down at the table again, the atmosphere had changed because of a painting.

Wen Yadai had just lost face, and she was not embarrassed to take the initiative to speak at this moment.

And in Chen Zixin's eyes, there was only Nian Xiaomu, and he was only asking her from beginning to end, "Director Nian, there are still a lot of delicious dim sum in this store, how many more can I recommend to you?" ”

Without waiting for Nian Xiaomu to answer, he said to himself.

"Is the shrimp emperor steamed dumplings good?"

"Do you like the secret phoenix claw?"

"Where's the steamed scallops?"

“……”

That kind of dedication, as if in his eyes, only Nian Xiaomu is a woman, and Wen Yadai does not exist at all!

Wen Yadai gritted her teeth unwillingly, plucked up her courage, and looked at Yu Yuehan, who was sitting opposite her.

"Han Shao, I'm not very familiar with this shop, can you introduce me to a few dim sum?"

“……”

Yu Yuehan sat in his place, and Wen Yadai sat opposite, but his eyes kept looking at Nian Xiaomu who was diagonally opposite, staring at the menu.

is different from the daughter of any wealthy family, she is her, real and pure.

Like is like, never hide it.

But she is like a mystery, I don't know where she came from or what she has experienced.

There are also those tricks on her body that seem strange, but they can always make people amazing......

Even Wen Yadai couldn't tell the real or fake oil paintings, she could see them at a glance.

Master Oliviero's little habit of painting, although she said it lightly, but as far as he knew, there were no more than ten people who knew, where did she learn about it?