Chapter 1505 Detonation

Plop, plop...

Several people fell to the ground on the spot.

When Elder Xia arrived, everyone guessed that it was probably because of Miss Wen.

But no one could have guessed that in this Huaidong Mansion, the big man who was hidden in the sky and looked like a god would actually utter such a sentence after arriving.

What is the identity of Miss Wen? She can't be the biological daughter of the imperial family who was left behind by the people.

Miss Mei bit her lip all of a sudden, and the middle-aged man in fine clothes tore his fan. The girl in red simply disappeared into the back of the crowd.

Wen's father and son hugged each other and cried.

Jiang Tingyu suddenly transformed into a broken-mouthed woman, constantly sending messages to Wen Zhongdao, making various promises.

This time, Wen Zhongdao was silenced.

After kneeling for a long time, I suddenly realized that I no longer had to kneel. Of course, I felt that standing was the most comfortable.

"Why, the lady doesn't want to!"

Elder Xia smiled.

"Be brave, don't you dare not answer the elder's question."

Vice President Mei said seductively.

At this moment, he was filled with anger and fear.

It turned out that she had already wanted to curry favor with him, so Chuanyin reported the situation to her.

After hearing about his daughter's entanglement with Miss Wen, he was so angry that he wanted to slap Miss Wen on the spot.

After all, he has been through the storm for a long time, and he knows very well that doing this will not change anything.

The top priority is to dispel Elder Xia's good impression of Miss Wen.

Of course, he didn't know the reason why Elder Xia, who had always been withdrawn and sinister, treated Miss Wen so politely.

What he knows well is Elder Xia's temperament, which is both cold, arrogant and extreme. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he only needs to take advantage of the situation and destroy Elder Xia's good impression of Miss Wen, and he can easily resolve the entire disaster.

Snapped!

A crisp sound resounded through the hall.

Elder Xia slapped Vice-President Mei away, and Vice-President Mei fell to the ground. He turned around and fell to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly, "I deserve death, I deserve death..."

The usually majestic Vice-Chancellor Mei was as dusty in front of Elder Xia.

Elder Xia didn't even look at Deputy Dean Mei, "Why, you can't trust Xia's ability? That's right. Xia has been away from the world for a long time, and not many people know me. So I want you to know that Xia has cultivated the True Spirit Circle three years ago. Dzogchen is only one step away from Yang Zun."

After Elder Xia finished speaking, Vice-President Mei's lowered head almost popped and hit the ground heavily.

He was stunned.

Others didn't know Elder Xia's temperament, but he knew it all too well.

Elder Xia has always been very conceited. How could he say such soft words to a yellow-haired girl?

In his opinion, Elder Xia was just like a self-proclaimed vendor in the market, as if he was begging Miss Wen to join him.

"The elder is so favorably favored. My niece is overjoyed, so there is no way to deny her permission."

Jiang Tingyu bowed deeply to Elder Xia and stopped talking.

At this moment, his mood finally calmed down, no, his mood was completely high, and he no longer worried about gains and losses as before.

Just because he finally convinced Jiang Yulang, who considered himself noble, he was confident that as long as Jiang Yulang spoke out, Miss Wen would immediately become his daughter-in-law.

By then, this great glory will belong to the Jiang family.

As soon as Jiang Tingyu finished speaking, the red-faced middle-aged man in charge of ushering him came again. This time he simply turned into a cannonball and shot it in. He shouted out of breath, "Sir, put it, put it. Incense case, Kailong......"

The whole place was in an uproar. Jiang Tingyu was startled and froze on the spot, setting up the incense table and opening the dragon gate, unless the master of the palace came in person.

While he was in shock, a warm voice came in, "No need to make it public, I'm here for no official business."

Following the words, a young man in bright yellow robes with clear features stepped into the hall. He did not take long steps, but he took several feet in one step. In a blink of an eye, he was approaching.

"Third Young Master."

Deputy Director Zhao blurted out, cupping his fists and saluting.

Mr. Huangpao of Ming Dynasty returned a salute to Deputy Director Zhao, and then saluted Elder Xia with clasped fists, "I didn't expect that the elder is also here. Nice to meet you!"

Elder Xia forced out an ugly smile, "I wonder if the young master is here to represent the master of the palace, or..."

"I don't dare to hide it from the elders, it's just on behalf of my father."

Ming Huangpao Master said.

boom!

As soon as these words came out, the identity of Mr. Ming Huangpao became clear. He was the third son of the palace master and the legendary leader of the younger generation in Huaidong Mansion.

The third son of the Palace Master came in person and said that he was representing the Palace Master. In an instant, all eyes were focused on Miss Wen again, and their scorching eyes almost set Miss Wen on fire.

Sure enough, in an instant, the Third Young Master locked eyes with Miss Wen and said with a smile, "I think this is Miss Wen who is in front of me. My father heard that Miss Wen has extraordinary painting skills, so he sent me here to ask for one of Miss Wen's paintings so that I can hang it here." In Paradise, I wonder if Miss can give you a calligraphy treasure."

Elder Xia was slightly shaken, and Deputy Director Zhao simply took a step back. The two of them looked at each other with deep shock in their eyes.

They received the news through different channels, but the same thing was that they all had to get close to Miss Wen.

The people who conveyed the news to them were all high-status people. Therefore, Elder Xia and Deputy Director Zhao each took lenient expectations of Miss Wen's identity and dealt with it carefully.

The arrival of the third young master has already shocked the two of them. When the third young master asks for a painting, they are completely at a loss.

With his status as the master of the palace, whoever he asks for a painting is a huge honor.

The third young master actually said frankly in public that the palace master asked for the painting to be hung in Paradise.

Others didn't know about Paradise, so how could they not know that Paradise was the cave of Qing Xiu, the master of the palace.

This is no longer a favor given by the Palace Master, but a direct show of goodwill from the Palace Master Hong Guoguodi.

"Who is standing behind Miss Wen!"

For a time, this question that had been swirling in everyone's minds for a long time once again caused countless people in the venue to think hard.

Miss Wen said, "My paintings are not worthy of elegance. If the young master wants it, of course I will give it to him. But I'm afraid it won't work anymore. My father and brother and I have been driven away by the owner of this place. It's too late to drag them here until now." It’s grown.”

Miss Wen has a pure and kind nature and is not a person who holds grudges. However, her heart went from despair to despair several times, and the coldest place in her heart was torn open. In just one stick of incense, she seemed to have gone away. Be reincarnated.

As soon as Miss Wen finished speaking, the whole audience was shocked. Everyone knew that the drama that had been held in for so long was finally reaching its climax.

The humiliation suffered by the three members of the Wen family earlier was witnessed by everyone present.

Originally, Miss Wen had gained the upper hand, and many people were holding back their energy to watch the show.

However, Jiang Tingyu was scheming, good at dancing, and talking to himself, so he changed the "bitch woman" in his mouth into a "despicable niece", but Wen Zhongdao did not deny it.

Those who have good things are secretly crying that it is a pity.

Unexpectedly, the delicate and fragile Miss Wen quietly detonated the storm that had been building up for a long time.

Jiang Ting's jade soul flew into the sky, and when he was startled, he staggered and almost fell down.