Chapter 640 (1/2)
All of a sudden, he Jingtong's champagne splashed all over the ancient tree and Mao hall.
On the ancient painting, a piece of water was splashed out.
The ink in the heart of the painting, a little bit infiltrated, and then slowly and faintly opened.
He Jingtong raised his hand to cover his mouth in horror: ”my God! Painting, grandfather's ancient times, miserable... ”
Gu Youli is stunned and stands there at a loss. Then he looks at Yu feibai and asks him for help.
”My God, what shall I do! My grandfather drew it. After that, you hit me. How can I be so careful? ” He Jingtong complains gently.
Now, Gu Youli suddenly understood that the collision just now must be he Jingtong's trick.
Isn't she the daughter of he family? He family is also a famous family. How can she always make these plots that are not on the table!
How can you always have such a dirty mind!
Gu Youli couldn't suppress his anger. He glared at her and said, ”you hit me just now, and your hand can't fall this way. Why do you have to sprinkle wine on the painting?”
He Jingtong looked aggrieved and innocent: ”how can I bump into you? It's clear that you came here while looking at things. I've been careful with my wine, but I'm just thinking about things. How can you do this? I said something wrong before, but even if you don't like me, don't do it. This painting is the favorite of my grandfather. What should I do ”
GU Youli is almost speechless.
He Jingtong's words of ”catching the thief” are disgusted to the extreme.
The little commotion here has attracted many people's attention.
When he heard the news, he also came to the man who was talking.
It was unbelievable to see that the old paintings he had just received were smeared and his old eyes glared round.
”My paintings...” Subconsciously, he exclaimed.
This painting he has been asking for for a long time. How can it be like this?
The rest of Yu's family also ran over and were shocked to see the scene.
Some of the guests also came. All the onlookers for a while all felt sorry for the ancient painting
when Yu Zhihe saw Gu Youli, he thought it was Gu Youli's fault without asking the reason. He immediately scolded: ”what's wrong with you? How could you be so careless? Don't you know this is a birthday gift from Haoyu to your grandfather?”
”I...” Gu Youli wants to explain.
However, Yu Zhihe angrily interrupted her: ”I am what I am, what's the matter with you? Do you know how many years have the master asked for this painting? It's an antique. How could you... ”
”Dad Yu Fei's voice was cold and cold, which interrupted Yu Zhihe's words.
The corner of his mouth was stained with cold, with wisps of cold: ”please ask before you blame her, what happened in the end!”
For a moment, the whole side hall seemed to be covered by dark clouds.
Yu feibai's powerful air-conditioning field and low pressure make people feel scared.
Most of the guests have identities, but it's not a matter to be at home again.
In this case, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and only looked at all this with a slight embarrassment.
Yu's family is older than one branch. His eyes shoot out the sharp sword of lightning and stare at he Jingtong. His face is dignified and solemn: ”Jingtong, what's the matter with you?”
He Jingtong had already cried, and was already sobbing: ”Dad, it's all because I'm not good. I didn't pay attention to the front, so Miss Gu accidentally bumped me. I confiscated my cup and spilled the wine in it Sobbing Dad, it's my fault. I didn't hold the cup firmly. Sobbing Sorry, Grandpa, I didn't mean to... ”
Gu Youli's face became stiff.