Nie Wei hesitated not to answer the phone.
Nie Changhuan politely suggested to her: "Sister, can you turn on the amplifier? Let grandma... also listen to what the butler says."
Since the last time she suffered a loss of not knowing her mobile phone, she has studied this stuff carefully and understood even when she turned on the amplifier. No one would ever want to take advantage of her anymore. Nie Changhuan's mouth bends slightly, thinking proudly.
Nie Wei held her fingertips slightly, until Zheng Shuying called her, she answered and opened the speaker.
"Miss, there are indeed some paintings with Miss Chang Huan's name underneath. Do you need me to take a picture and send it to you in private?" The housekeeper didn't know that Nie Wei was forced to turn on the amplifier and deliberately lowered her voice. Up.
Nie Wei was shocked and embarrassed at once, but she wanted a face, so instead she made an upright look: "Of course, speed up, and grandma will also wait and see."
Soon, Nie Wei's WeChat message popped up one after another.
Zheng Shuying had a fire in her heart. She took Nie Wei’s phone and flipped through it quickly, but the more she flipped to the back, the slower she flipped. She couldn’t help but look up at Nie Changhuan. It was the first time that she looked seriously at her, which has been unpleasant and even makes She is very annoying granddaughter.
If these paintings were really painted by Nie Changhuan, then in the past two years, she has been silent at Nie's house without saying anything, willing to stay at the bottom, either she is too stupid, or the city is too deep.
If these paintings weren't painted by Nie Changhuan, since when did she plan and prepare these things to suddenly show up on an occasion like today
This is not a simple matter of city government. This is playing with the Nie family and her grandma as a monkey!
"Chang Huan, this is the first time grandma knows that you are so capable." Zheng Shuying was not happy because Nie Changhuan had such amazing skills. On the contrary, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of strong anger, and she didn't even give a reason. "This Stop here in advance."
Nie Changhuan raised his head and looked at Zheng Shuying.
She always thought that Zheng Shuying did not like her because the original girl was too weak and incompetent before, not because her grandma was unjust and didn't love her younger generation.
So during this period, no matter what Zheng Shuying treats her, she always keeps her deep respect and love for this grandma.
But now, she understands that Zheng Shuying is simply eccentric and hates her.
Zheng Shuying was irritated by Nie Changhuan's look, and added again: "Don't mention it again."
"Mom!" Liu Yi looked helplessly at Nie Yueshan who was sitting on the side, tears almost falling off, "Yueshan, you promised me, you told mom..."
Nie Yueshan glanced at Zheng Shuying, who had a tough attitude, and put his arms around Liu Yi comfortingly: "Mom is getting old and hurts badly. Let's put this matter aside. Apart from studying, there are other ways. Don't worry. ."
Liu Yi curled up his ten fingers, clenched them, and looked at Nie Changhuan and Xuan Ran wanting to cry instead of looking at Nie Yueshan, his eyes full of hatred for his incompetence and heartache and guilt towards Nie Changhuan.
Liu Yi's glance made Nie Changhuan sad, and tears fell without warning: "Mom, don't cry..."
Compared to not being able to go to school, she felt more distressed for Liu Yi.
But Liu Yi saw her in tears and thought she felt wronged. She was sentimental, and she suddenly felt sad, and her tears kept falling.
The Nie Lechuan and his wife looked at them sorrowfully, but they met each other's eyes, one turned their heads sideways and started drinking tea, and the other lowered their heads and started playing with their mobile phones.
And Zheng Shuying closed her eyes, not even willing to take another look.
Nie Wei, who was silent for a long time, put down the tea cup she was about to crush before, and she looked a little worried: "Dad, Aunt Liu is pregnant, so emotionally ups and downs, I'm afraid it will be bad for the baby. Right?"
Hearing this, Nie Yueshan calmed his face and approached Liu Yi slightly: "Don't cry, what does a forty-year-old man look like? This thing..."
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Nie Yueshan stopped talking immediately, and looked at the door with Zheng Shuying.
The double doors of the private room were pushed open, and Fu Xingye stood between the two attendants, dressed in black and black trousers, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his eyes lowered slightly, as if he had fallen.
The timing of his appearance was too coincidental. At this moment, he was standing quietly. No one knew how long he stood outside the door and how much he heard.