He also became friends with people like Yun Hanqin.
Mo Luan!
Zuo Qingxuan's eyes turned black and her chest hurts.
Why is this woman always lingering, always appearing in front of her to disgust her!
Even dressed like this, did she deliberately learn her style?
A pheasant can't turn into a phoenix even if it is full of color feathers.
The temperament is there, huh!
"So you all know each other."
Father Song smiled and helped the old man down the stairs.
Mother Song called on the servant to bring up some drinks again.
Zuo Qingxuan said softly: "The art museum is a bit busy these days, so I won't bother."
Aunt Song couldn't wait to ask: "Miss Zuo, have you discussed how to repair it?"
"After discussing, Song Lao meant to paste and repair, I can only do my best."
She smiled softly, a little humble in embarrassment.
The Song family felt a little guilty, and they also knew that Song Lao's request was embarrassing the girl.
However, they have no alternative.
I can only thank people a lot afterwards.
Mother Song frowned and looked at Lao Song, "That..."
If the old man is dissatisfied, isn't it because the statues are endless.
Song Zhiyong shook his mother's hand, giving her peace of mind.
Old Song slowly coughed and said, "Miss Zuo, the bird statue is pleased to you, just do your best."
Having been obsessed for so many days, he has figured out a lot, and looked a lot away.
He is getting older and can't live long, so why let the whole family worry about it.
Zuo Qingxuan said: "Song Laoyan is serious, repairing antiquities is what a restorer should do, then I will go first."
Take the glass cabinet and leave.
She didn't want to stay any longer.
She was upset when she was upstairs.
The dark side of the body even thought, hoping that Song Lao fell and completely scrapped this thing, so she doesn't need to take action.
It won't affect her afterwards.
Unexpectedly, all wishes come true.
In the end, it was destroyed by the woman Mo Luan.
She really is her nemesis.
Although Zuo Qingxuan responded calmly, in fact there was a feeling of bewilderment in her heart.
She just wants to leave here quickly.
Then digest the situation in front of you.
But can Mo Luan let her go?
Naturally not.
The girl raised the spicy strip bag and took one.
Chewing casually: "Let her take this thing, and then take it back is a pile of matches."
This is really poisonous, and really not good to hear.
Everyone knows that it is impossible to repair to perfection unless the wings are changed.
Mo Luan's words meant to poke a knife on the old man who was reluctant to accept the reality.
Zuo Qingxuan looked ugly for a moment, and said softly, "Mo Luan, I am a professional restorer."
The words are neither light nor heavy, and to ask her not to be too presumptuous, it is also a warning.
She is a professional restorer, and it was her turn to be a layman to make irresponsible remarks here.
Father Song's expression was also a little ugly.
Aunt Song couldn't help but directly said, "Miss Mo, Miss Zuo is a professional, so we laymen should not interrupt."
This can be regarded as saving her face.
If she hadn't been the one brought by Yun Hanqin, she would have let the servants drive her out.
At a young age, think you can be presumptuous everywhere?
This is the Song family! It's not that she can talk nonsense, not knowing the importance.
Mother Song also frowned.
She thought this girl was pretty good till now.
The evaluation of her is very high.
Unexpectedly, after all, she was a little girl who couldn't hold her breath.
Not nervous or restrained around them, I am afraid she tried to pretend to show the Song family.