#84 - Chapter 84 Was this painting drawn by Lin Chen?

The Zhao family.

Zhao Jingshou and his wife saw all the guests off.

Some relatives followed them home, where they cut a cake and chatted for quite a while.

"Honey, why don't you open the gifts?"

"I'll record a video. If anything's too expensive, we'll have to return it."

Zhao Jingshou turned on the video recording function on his phone.

He had to be cautious.

If someone filmed the unwrapping of an expensive gift, then took it back after the video ended, and later reported him, he wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Of course, the chances of that happening were small.

"Okay, sure."

Liang Chunhua nodded.

Liang Chunhua unwrapped the gifts one by one.

Given Zhao Jingshou's position, the guests' gifts wouldn't be cheap, but they were mostly within a reasonable range.

The most expensive gifts generally wouldn't exceed ten thousand.

The Zhao family was wealthy, so receiving gifts like that was quite normal. They usually gave gifts of similar value to others.

"Honey, this one's from Mengyao, right?"

Zhao Jingshou asked.

Liang Chunhua was about to open a painting tube.

"Yes, I remember it was Mengyao who gave it."

Liang Chunhua slowly poured out the contents.

Zhao Jingshou helped to unroll the painting.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Jingshou was stunned as he looked at the unfolded painting. He had seen quite a few paintings and calligraphy works, and his aesthetic sense was quite good. He could tell at a glance that this painting was valuable.

"Husband, this painting is beautiful!"

"A picture of wealth and longevity. Mengyao is so thoughtful."

Liang Chunhua's eyes lit up.

Her aesthetic sense wasn't as refined. But this painting gave her a very, very good feeling.

Zhao Jingshou took a deep breath and said, "She is thoughtful, but the problem is that Mengyao's painting is too thoughtful."

After Zhao Jingshou finished speaking, he leaned closer to examine it carefully. After a while, he said, "Honey, we can't accept this. I feel like this painting could sell for at least several hundred thousand."

Liang Chunhua was stunned.

"That much?"

Zhao Jingshou nodded, "Only more, not less."

Liang Chunhua: "But I think we can accept this."

Zhao Jingshou frowned and said, "Honey, don't be confused. Even if this is from Mengyao, we can't accept it."

"Mengyao wouldn't spread it around to harm us, but there's no such thing as an airtight wall. What if people find out?"

Liang Chunhua pointed to the lower right corner.

"Look there."

Zhao Jingshou leaned closer to take a look.

"Hmm? This painting was painted by Lin Chen?"

A look of disbelief appeared in Zhao Jingshou's eyes.

Liang Chunhua: "It should be. There's no other signature on this painting, and it seems like it was recently painted, right?"

"Mengyao is very sensible. She wouldn't buy a painting worth millions and give it to us, making things difficult for us."

Zhao Jingshou exclaimed, "If it was painted by Lin Chen, then Mengyao and him are a good match, a talented man and a beautiful woman."

"Can we accept it?"

"I quite like this painting."

Liang Chunhua asked.

Zhao Jingshou thought for a moment and said, "Lin Chen is Mengyao's husband. It didn't cost her anything to get him to paint it. The mounting materials are ordinary. If you really like it, then accept it."

"But we have to confirm whether it was really painted by Lin Chen first."

Liang Chunhua took out her phone: "It's not too late. Mengyao shouldn't be asleep yet. I'll call and ask."

Soon, Liang Chunhua got through.

Xu Mengyao really wasn't sleeping at this moment. She was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

"Aunt Liang."

Xu Mengyao called out.

"Mengyao, we just opened the painting you sent. It's signed Lin Chen. Did Lin Chen paint it?"

Liang Chunhua asked.

Xu Mengyao: "Yes, I didn't know what to give, and Lin Chen paints quite well, so I had him paint one."

"Aunt Liang, is there a problem?"

Liang Chunhua smiled and said, "If Lin Chen painted it, then there's no problem. Mengyao, when you have time, come over for a meal with Lin Chen. Aunt Liang wants to thank him."

"Okay, okay, sure."

Soon, Liang Chunhua hung up the phone.

Zhao Jingshou recalled Lin Chen's appearance: "Lin Chen behaved neither haughtily nor humbly. So he actually has something in his belly."

"Honey, you unpack the others. I'll admire this one some more."

…

The next morning.

Lin Chen and his family got up, and the nanny had prepared breakfast.

Lin Xiaoxi pouted as she ate.

Having gotten used to Lin Chen's cooking, she didn't even think yesterday's banquet was delicious, and the nanny's breakfast was even worse.

Although they ate at an ordinary restaurant yesterday, the owner was a head chef from a large hotel, so he had some skill.

"Qianqian, don't be picky."

Xu Mengyao said.

Lin Xiaoxi's eyes darted around: "Mommy, Aunt Qingqing and the others do things every day. They must be very tired, right?"

"What are you trying to say?"

Lin Xiaoxi looked at Lin Chen: "Daddy, let Aunt Qingqing and the others rest, okay?"

Lin Chen scratched Lin Xiaoxi's little nose: "Xiaoxi, although Daddy knows what you're up to, it's good that you can understand other people's hard work."

"I think it's okay."

"What do you think, honey?"

Xu Mengyao said unhappily, "You father and daughter have already discussed it. Can I object? Anyway, the house won't get too dirty in two days."

"Let's give them two days off."

Soon, Xu Mengyao told the four nannies.

They left happily, with paid leave, comfortable.

"Xiaoxi, Daddy will cook lunch."

"But breakfast is already ready. Can we waste food?"

Lin Chen asked.

Lin Xiaoxi shook her head.

"Then eat quickly. After breakfast, we'll go out for a walk. Maybe we'll run into your good friends."

"Okay, okay."

Lin Xiaoxi nodded.

She said as she ate, "Daddy, I want to find Tiantian, Yiyi, Pipi, and Yuanyuan to play with."

Lin Chen looked at Xu Mengyao.

Xu Mengyao said, "They are all children in the neighborhood. Tiantian, Yiyi, and Yuanyuan are little girls, a little older than Qianqian. Pipi is a little boy."

"Their families are all well-off."

Lin Chen nodded. Could anyone who lived here be bad off?

This neighborhood was a pure villa area. The small ones were estimated to be four or five hundred square meters. The price of any villa here was no less than fifty million.

He had earned some money now, but compared to the tycoons who lived here, his money was nothing yet.

After breakfast, Lin Chen and his family soon went outside.

"Yiyi."

After walking around for a while, Lin Xiaoxi saw a playmate.

The other party was a little older than her.

"Qianqian."

The little girl was also very happy to see Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi: "Yiyi, this is my daddy. I have a daddy, and my daddy is a superman."

She babbled on.

The little girl was brought out by her mother. She looked at Xu Mengyao: "President Xu, Qianqian is much more cheerful, and she speaks much more fluently than before."

"Yiyi is older but not as good as her."

Xu Mengyao smiled and said, "This is her father's credit. Sister Song… he is my husband, Lin Chen."

"Husband, Sister Song's family is in the clothing business, a pretty big business."

Sister Song was called Song Sisi. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes. Xu Mengyao called Lin Chen husband quite naturally.

As far as she knew, Xu Mengyao didn't hold a wedding.

As for whether they got a marriage certificate, she didn't know.

"Brother Lin, hello."

Song Sisi greeted with a smile.

Lin Chen nodded: "Hello."

Xu Mengyao looked at Lin Chen: "Honey, I have something to do at the company. You take Qianqian alone."

"Qianqian, you have to listen to Daddy, okay?"

Lin Xiaoxi looked at Xu Mengyao: "Mommy, kiss."

Xu Mengyao squatted down and kissed Lin Xiaoxi.

"Mommy, you kiss Daddy too."

Lin Xiaoxi said in a childish voice.

Xu Mengyao: "…"