Chapter 771 (1/2)

The girl's every move was as ethereal and elegant as a nine day fairy. Her eyes lifted up and scanned the crowd. Finally, he stopped at Dong Wenfeng and said, ”you...”

Dong Wenfeng raised her eyebrows and asked what the girl wanted to say.

”Excuse me.” without saying anything more, the girl nodded gently to the three of them.

She didn't know why the tall man in front of her meant a little closeness to her. It was like the same blood flowing in her veins, but it was very subtle. She couldn't help thinking more.

At this time, Dong Wenfeng felt something different in his heart. Although he had never seen the girl, there was still an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

”No trouble, I'll do my best.”

Dong Wenfeng smiled and said to the little girl in front of him.

”Tomorrow is the day of the emerald public offering. How much confidence do you have in your hands.” pushing his daughter indoors, Mr. Liang still couldn't restrain his worries and asked again.

Green hair smiled mysteriously: ”ten into ten.”

”Well? The problem of the scalpel you said has been solved?” Mr. Liang recalled what he heard here in Lvmao a few days ago, still with lingering palpitations. He gave a perfect treatment plan, but told himself that there was no way to implement it.

”Look what this is.” green Mao knew that nothing could convince the middle-aged man who loved his daughter like life. He could only take out the hollow out carving of Dong Wenfeng's legs and body structure to show him.

”This level is enough.” between the lines, green Mao involuntarily took a little pride. At first glance, Dong Wenfeng's casual carving is nothing special. In fact, the carving is accurate to the point of no difference. It's like the most accurate teaching mold.

Although Mr. Liang doesn't know this thing, he can roughly see some meaning. This carving is very exquisite, or accurate. As a little famous collector at home and abroad, he still has this insight. At first glance, this sculptor is not something ordinary people can do.

”Dare you ask, its author is.” Mr. Liang is a little excited. In recent years, he is very interested in wood carving. If his daughter's disease can be cured, he can get to know this master, which is a double happiness.

Unexpectedly, green Mao was unwilling to say Dong Wenfeng's name. He just smiled and said no comment.

”Does Miss Liang want to go to gongpan with us?” Xiaomeng didn't know that the girl would be outside a few days a year and asked with her head tilted.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Liang Jing looked at Xiaomeng faintly, and a trace of envy crossed her eyes. ”Thank you. I still won't go.”

It's very nice. The cute skin talking to him is wheat color. Those slender legs look very healthy and the muscle distribution is very symmetrical. At first glance, they can run and jump

”How happy.” Liang Jing couldn't help whispering. Xiaomeng listened in her ear, but her compassion rose.