Reborn Mommy washes white every day

After Song Yunxi said this, other people also felt a little curious.

"Yes, it's such a coincidence. Even the calligrapher is the same. I wonder if the works are the same?"

"How is it possible? Works like the Lanting Xu are rare to find. Not all works can be sold at auctions and have a value of one billion."

"Yes, and... the financial resources of these two are not exactly the same." He said this in a very low voice.

But many people still heard it.

yes.

Mo Siyan is the one who went out on his own, and the company's achievements can even be said to be no less than Mo Yunyuan's.

And this Mo Liangjie...

The last time he participated in a bidding on behalf of the Mo Group, he ended up being disgraced and thrown into outer space.

There are quite a few people who know about this matter.

It's just that everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it.

Song Yunxi said: "Yes, I am also very curious. I don't know, what did you give me?"

"Yeah, don't rattle everyone's appetite," Mo Hanyan put his hands around his hands, looked at Mo Liangjie and joked: "They are all works by Wang Xizhi. I want to see if you and my brother's works can also be given away. To the same."

As soon as he said this, everyone around him started laughing.

How can it be the same?

Do you really think anyone can have one billion?

For some people, it is easy to auction off one billion gifts.

But for some people, that is a number that they cannot even imagine in their lifetime.

At least, with Mo Liangjie's current qualifications, he is still far away from one billion.

Everyone laughed secretly.

Mo Liangjie's face began to look ugly.

He only cared about making Mo Siyan fall into scandal, but he never thought about whether the value of this gift was something he could afford.

If your gift is judged by experts to be worth one billion, then where did your one billion come from?

When Mo Liangjie climbed up, he felt like he was riding a tiger that was hard to get off.

He started to feel a little embarrassed.

Mo Hanyan smiled and said, "Why didn't you tell me? Is it really so good that it's the same gift as my brother?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Mo Liangjie.

At this time, the appreciation experts invited by Mo Liangjie knew that it was time for him to come forward.

The appreciation expert came out with a smile and said: "It just so happens that I have a little understanding of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, so I can also appreciate it."

"Really, what a coincidence," another voice came loudly through the crowd, with a hearty and heroic spirit, "I happen to be doing some research, why don't we taste it together."

As that voice approached, with a hearty smile, everyone also took the initiative to give way.

"Mr. Wei?"

"How come even Mr. Wei came here in person..."

"Hiss...this is a heavyweight!"

"It's Mr. Wei here. You haven't been around much since last time. Are you feeling well?"

Many people smiled and said hello, and Mr. Wei responded one by one.

Mr. Wei was accompanied by a young man.

When Song Yunxi saw them, his eyes lit up and he shouted: "Grandpa Wei, Xingmang."

Mr. Wei laughed and said: "Yunxi, you are so beautiful today!"

Wei Xingmang also smiled and said: "Sister Yunxi has always been beautiful!"

Wei Xingmang stepped forward holding the gift, "Uncle Mo, happy birthday!"

Mo Yunyuan looked a little surprised. After nodding, he approached Mr. Wei and asked, "You actually came in person, how great is this!"

Mr. Wei smiled and said: "It's nothing. I haven't seen Yunxi for a long time. I miss you. If I hadn't just been discharged from the hospital, I would have wanted to come."

After saying this, another group of people asked about Mr. Wei's physical condition.

Mr. Wei casually said, "It's okay," and then brushed it off.

After Wei Xingmang gave the gift, he approached Song Yunxi.

Also, Mr. Wei's intimate gestures and words made many people who didn't know why find it strange.

Mr. Wei is a great artist and a well-known philanthropist.

He is a well-known figure in the financial world and wealthy circles, and has connections all over the world.

It’s okay to be polite to Mo Yunyuan.

Now, he is so polite to Mo Yunyuan’s daughter-in-law?!

Just when everyone thought it was a bit incredible, someone started to popularize the science.

Last time at Mr. Bai's birthday, Mr. Wei fell into a coma and his life was hanging by a thread.

It was Song Yunxi who saved him.

Many people know about this matter, but many people have never heard of it at all!

Now that someone was being exposed to such information, the shock on her face was beyond words. "She is so young, how can she have such ability?"

"Hiss...it's so unbelievable!"

…

There was a smile in Song Yunxi's eyes, and she knew that Grandpa Wei was here to support her.

She took Xiao Momo's hand and whispered: "Call Grandpa Wei."

Xiao Mo Mo said in a sweet voice: "Hello, Grandpa Wei~"

Grandpa Wei's heart almost melted when he was called by this childish voice.

His eyebrows were crooked and he kept saying, "Hey, what's your name?"

Mo Mo said: "I am Mo Jingming, everyone calls me Mo Mo!"

Today is definitely the most time Mo Mo has introduced himself since he was born.

Wei Xingmang leaned over and said with a smile: "Hello, I am your Uncle Wei!"

Little Momo followed the good example and shouted: "Hello, uncle."

Wei Xingmang was almost blown away by the cuteness. He stretched out his hand to hug little Momo, sucked it wildly, and said with an intoxicated face: "It smells so good, it smells so good. This kid smells like milk. I really want to take a sip."

Eat it~"

Little Momo started to panic, "No, don't eat Momo..."

This cute look made everyone crazy.

Song Yunxi had no choice but to comfort her: "Uncle is joking with you."

Wei Xingmang was so cute that he took out a lollipop from his pocket and said, "Uncle, treat you to some candy."

Little Momo rarely eats lollipops.

Because my family rarely buys them for fear of tooth decay.

Xiao Momo looked at the lollipop with some longing in his eyes.

But he still looked at Song Yunxi and asked with his big wet eyes: Is it okay, Mommy?

Song Yunxi: "Thank you, uncle."

Xiao Momo's eyes lit up, and she said in a sweet voice: "Thank you, uncle!"

He opened his little hands and took the lollipop. When he got it, the satisfaction on his face almost overflowed.

The little guy secretly laughed while holding the lollipop and hid it in the pocket of his little suit like a treasure.

Wei Xingmang's heart almost melted, "The little baby is so cute, wow!"

"Hey, I think so too," Grandpa Wei said, "How about you give birth to one?"

Wei Xingmang suddenly woke up and stood up with a mature and steady look on his face: "When we walked in just now, we heard that there was a calligraphy by Wang Xizhi?"

Everyone: "..."

This topic is too harsh, right?