Chapter 720
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As Lin Hanxing's voice fell, Han Boming came from the crowd with a cold face, holding a posture that was hard to get close to.
Seeing the old man in Zhongshan costume, his expression changed!
"Mr. Zheng, how can you..."
Han Boming was surprised. Just as he wanted to talk, he heard a sound of Dong. The old man in Zhongshan suit's teacup fell on the table again. He suddenly got up and strode toward Lin Hanxing, leaving Han Boming standing in the same place with his hand stretched out awkwardly.
The crowd burst out laughing.
God knows how many eyes Han Boming had in the past were higher than the top, so that Fu Ruixiang's Gang also followed the dog's eyes.
"Ah Xiao daughter-in-law, listen to what you mean. Do you know who made these two paintings?"
The old man in Chinese tunic was obviously very excited.
"I know." Lin Hanxing smiles.
"Who? Who is it? "
The old man's eyes are shining when he hears the words.
"Me."
“……”
Han Boming has known the whole story from Han Mingmei's phone. At this time, he can't help laughing at Lin Hanxing's words.
"Lin Xiaojiu, are you crazy?"
Su ling'er shows herself in front of the Han family at the right time, but she doesn't know how noisy the voice sounds.
"Ah Xiao's daughter-in-law, don't make fun of me!"
The old man in Chinese tunic had no choice but to take Lin Hanxing as a joke.
Lin Hanxing smiles and looks at him.
Standing not far away, Lei Yu gathered her deep eyes.
Thaksin.
He believed his sister-in-law in everything that seemed impossible.
Originally, the old man in Zhongshan costume was still helpless, but the more he looked at Lin Hanxing, the more his eyes widened.
Is it really
Lin Hanxing took a look at the old man and went around to the desk where the four treasures of the study were placed.
"Can I use it?"
Lin Hanxing asked Han Boming about this.
The faint smile on his lips was just like the first face they had seen in Leishi.
But Han Boming still will despise hangs in the fundus of the eye.
"Miss Lin, just make an appearance."
He still doesn't believe that Lin Xiaojiu really has the ability to communicate with heaven.
Bai Xi can't help but roll his eyes secretly when he hears this. The nine girls in his family are very capable.
Lin Hanxing rolled up the sleeves on both sides of his sweater to show his white wrist.
He reached out and took out two brushes. The action was elegant and picturesque, and the people who looked at it were stunned.
It was easy to draw everyone's attention to her.
Lin Hanxing stood at the table, his two hands writing on rice paper at the same time.
White cheek side green silk scattered, so that the delicate look to the extreme of the small face, but also added to the irresistible temptation, even the corner of the eye that tear mole, are good-looking people tremble.
Thick long eyelashes, light blink, serious expression.
At first, the expert standing behind her with the idea of disdain was surprised when Lin Hanxing made the first stroke!
Then several people gathered around Lin Hanxing, staring at the rice paper on the table.
"My God
"It can't be true!"
I'm still talking about something while I'm looking at it.
The crowd standing outside waiting to see the excitement stretched their necks to see the way.
The old man in Chinese tunic suit couldn't help but go along with curiosity.
"Ah Xiao's daughter-in-law..."
But at a glance, I couldn't say a word.
Han Mingmei stood beside her father, her hands on both sides of her body could not help slowly clenching!
A Xiao's daughter-in-law?
These words in Han Mingmei's ear are just like the root thorn in her heart.
In her view, in this world, can be called these words, only their own!
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As Lin Hanxing's voice fell, Han Boming came from the crowd with a cold face, holding a posture that was hard to get close to.
Seeing the old man in Zhongshan costume, his expression changed!
"Mr. Zheng, how can you..."
Han Boming was surprised. Just as he wanted to talk, he heard a sound of Dong. The old man in Zhongshan suit's teacup fell on the table again. He suddenly got up and strode toward Lin Hanxing, leaving Han Boming standing in the same place with his hand stretched out awkwardly.
The crowd burst out laughing.
God knows how many eyes Han Boming had in the past were higher than the top, so that Fu Ruixiang's Gang also followed the dog's eyes.
"Ah Xiao daughter-in-law, listen to what you mean. Do you know who made these two paintings?"
The old man in Chinese tunic was obviously very excited.
"I know." Lin Hanxing smiles.
"Who? Who is it? "
The old man's eyes are shining when he hears the words.
"Me."
“……”
Han Boming has known the whole story from Han Mingmei's phone. At this time, he can't help laughing at Lin Hanxing's words.
"Lin Xiaojiu, are you crazy?"
Su ling'er shows herself in front of the Han family at the right time, but she doesn't know how noisy the voice sounds.
"Ah Xiao's daughter-in-law, don't make fun of me!"
The old man in Chinese tunic had no choice but to take Lin Hanxing as a joke.
Lin Hanxing smiles and looks at him.
Standing not far away, Lei Yu gathered her deep eyes.
Thaksin.
He believed his sister-in-law in everything that seemed impossible.
Originally, the old man in Zhongshan costume was still helpless, but the more he looked at Lin Hanxing, the more his eyes widened.
Is it really
Lin Hanxing took a look at the old man and went around to the desk where the four treasures of the study were placed.
"Can I use it?"
Lin Hanxing asked Han Boming about this.
The faint smile on his lips was just like the first face they had seen in Leishi.
But Han Boming still will despise hangs in the fundus of the eye.
"Miss Lin, just make an appearance."
He still doesn't believe that Lin Xiaojiu really has the ability to communicate with heaven.
Bai Xi can't help but roll his eyes secretly when he hears this. The nine girls in his family are very capable.
Lin Hanxing rolled up the sleeves on both sides of his sweater to show his white wrist.
He reached out and took out two brushes. The action was elegant and picturesque, and the people who looked at it were stunned.
It was easy to draw everyone's attention to her.
Lin Hanxing stood at the table, his two hands writing on rice paper at the same time.
White cheek side green silk scattered, so that the delicate look to the extreme of the small face, but also added to the irresistible temptation, even the corner of the eye that tear mole, are good-looking people tremble.
Thick long eyelashes, light blink, serious expression.
At first, the expert standing behind her with the idea of disdain was surprised when Lin Hanxing made the first stroke!
Then several people gathered around Lin Hanxing, staring at the rice paper on the table.
"My God
"It can't be true!"
I'm still talking about something while I'm looking at it.
The crowd standing outside waiting to see the excitement stretched their necks to see the way.
The old man in Chinese tunic suit couldn't help but go along with curiosity.
"Ah Xiao's daughter-in-law..."
But at a glance, I couldn't say a word.
Han Mingmei stood beside her father, her hands on both sides of her body could not help slowly clenching!
A Xiao's daughter-in-law?
These words in Han Mingmei's ear are just like the root thorn in her heart.
In her view, in this world, can be called these words, only their own!
As Lin Hanxing's voice fell, Han Boming came from the crowd with a cold face, holding a posture that was hard to get close to. Seeing the old man in Zhongshan costume, his expression changed! "Mr. Zheng, how can you..." Han Boming was surprised. Just as he wanted to talk, he heard a sound of Dong. The old man in Zhongshan suit's teacup fell on the table again. He suddenly got up and strode toward Lin Hanxing, leaving Han Boming standing in the same place with his hand stretched out awkwardly. The crowd burst out laughing. God knows how many eyes Han Boming had in the past were higher than the top, so that Fu Ruixiang's Gang also followed the dog's eyes. "Ah Xiao daughter-in-law, listen to what you mean. Do you know who made these two paintings?" The old man in Chinese tunic was obviously very excited. "I know." Lin Hanxing smiles. "Who? Who is it? " The old man's eyes are shining when he hears the words. "Me." Han Boming has known the whole story from Han Mingmei's phone. At this time, he can't help laughing at Lin Hanxing's words. "Lin Xiaojiu, are you crazy?" Su ling'er shows herself in front of the Han family at the right time, but she doesn't know how noisy the voice sounds. "Ah Xiao's daughter-in-law, don't make fun of me!" The old man in Chinese tunic had no choice but to take Lin Hanxing as a joke. Lin Hanxing smiles and looks at him. Standing not far away, Lei Yu gathered her deep eyes. Thaksin. He believed his sister-in-law in everything that seemed impossible. Originally, the old man in Zhongshan costume was still helpless, but the more he looked at Lin Hanxing, the more his eyes widened. Is it really Lin Hanxing took a look at the old man and went around to the desk where the four treasures of the study were placed. "Can I use it?" Lin Hanxing asked Han Boming about this. The faint smile on his lips was just like the first face they had seen in Leishi. But Han Boming still will despise hangs in the fundus of the eye. "Miss Lin, just make an appearance." He still doesn't believe that Lin Xiaojiu really has the ability to communicate with heaven. Bai Xi can't help but roll his eyes secretly when he hears this. The nine girls in his family are very capable. Lin Hanxing rolled up the sleeves on both sides of his sweater to show his white wrist. He reached out and took out two brushes. The action was elegant and picturesque, and the people who looked at it were stunned. It was easy to draw everyone's attention to her. Lin Hanxing stood at the table, his two hands writing on rice paper at the same time. White cheek side green silk scattered, so that the delicate look to the extreme of the small face, but also added to the irresistible temptation, even the corner of the eye that tear mole, are good-looking people tremble. Thick long eyelashes, light blink, serious expression. At first, the expert standing behind her with the idea of disdain was surprised when Lin Hanxing made the first stroke! Then several people gathered around Lin Hanxing, staring at the rice paper on the table. "My God "It can't be true!" I'm still talking about something while I'm looking at it. The crowd standing outside waiting to see the excitement stretched their necks to see the way. The old man in Chinese tunic suit couldn't help but go along with curiosity. "Ah Xiao's daughter-in-law..." But at a glance, I couldn't say a word. Han Mingmei stood beside her father, her hands on both sides of her body could not help slowly clenching! A Xiao's daughter-in-law? These words in Han Mingmei's ear are just like the root thorn in her heart. In her view, in this world, can be called these words, only their own!
