Chapter 432: Strange smell

The Mu's collection of paintings is amazing in quantity and the quality is amazing.
In addition to being accumulated over the years by our ancestors, there are also many that Father Mu bought from various countries. This shows that Mr. Mu is a man of elegance, and whenever he sees a painting he likes on the auction floor, he will buy it back at a lot of money.
Only after seeing these paintings did Mrs. Fu understand what a century-old family is. Even if a century-old family loses power, the wealth accumulated over a century is enough for the world to look up to.
Madam Fu didn't forget her precious daughter when she watched the painting, and asked Qiao Jingjia to take a look.
Qiao Jingjia was a little impatient in her heart, and she responded with a smile on her face.
When she went downstairs, she saw Mu Zening smoking by the corridor window.
He seemed to dislike the sultry heat downstairs, so he ran upstairs deliberately, opened a window, and smoked casually.
"Zerning." Qiao Jingjia greeted him softly, her eyes falling on the cigarette between his fingers, "You rarely smoked before."
Mu Zening hardly smokes, but he hasn't left his hand recently.
He smiled faintly, and flicked the ashes, "You also said that it is the past, people will change."
As he said, he turned to look at Qiao Jingjia, and said, "I didn't expect you to come today. I think Mrs. Fu takes you very seriously. This is not bad. With her as a guarantee, you will have a bright future wherever you go to work."
Qiao Jingjia smiled and said, "The future is exaggerated. I am just helping Mrs. Fu with some personal affairs..."
The words seem to be a humble attitude, but listening carefully, but somewhat intriguing, can help Mrs. Fu deal with private affairs, indicating that she has received a high level of trust.
Mu Zening didn't respond much, he seemed to be thinking about something else, and only lightly nodded when he heard the words, "Well, it's pretty good too."
Qiao Jingjia did not wait for the praise and appreciation, and was a little bit lost.
Seeing that she hadn't left, Mu Zening asked, "Why, something?"
Qiao Jingjia really felt hurt. She was close to Mu Zening before. Although she had a purpose at first, she had been together for a year, and she had also been involved in affection. How could this man just stop?
He is so ruthless!
But it doesn't matter, when today's things are done, there is time for him to beg himself!
Thinking about this, Qiao Jingjia's mood improved, and she smiled and asked Mu Zening: "It's nothing, just want to ask you, do you think I am different today?"
Mu Zening smiled, but carefully looked at her from head to toe, and finally set his eyes on Qiao Jingjia's neck, "The necklace is pretty good."
"Thank you, I like it too." Qiao Jingjia replied, and then passed Mu Zening.
She thought to herself: Mu Zening, choosing to give up on me will be your biggest loss, and you will regret it!
...
In the banquet hall, Mu Zi is introducing her classmates to Bai Wei.
"Jiang Zhinuan, you have met before. This is Zhuang Jia. Her mother is a well-known designer. Lan Wei Fashion is the brand created by her mother."
Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia said to Bai Wei in turn: "Auntie Happy New Year."
Bai Wei said with a smile, "Happy new year."
Then one person gave a red envelope.
The juniors went to dance on the dance floor after the New Year’s greetings. When Zhuang Jia taught Mu Zi to dance, she kept exclaiming: "Zi Zi, your mother is so young! Not at all like a forty-year-old woman, when I called her aunt The heart is empty."
Jiang Zhinuan also echoed: "When I first met, I thought it was Zizi's sister."
Zhuang Jia asked again: "Has she ever had a skin lift? It's not right, even if she lifts skin and removes wrinkles, she won't have such a good complexion. Is it photorejuvenation? Hyaluronic acid?... Don't be angry, just treat me like nonsense. ."
Zhuang Jia was so shocked that she said the wrong thing.
Mu Zi certainly didn't blame her, and said triumphantly: "My mother was born into a family of Chinese medicine, and there are more ancient prescriptions for beauty."
The two girls stared at them: "Teach me, teach me!"
Mu Zi was about to say that they were too young, but they smelled an unusual smell on their noses.
She was stunned, turned her head and looked at—
Only the guests who talk and laugh, and the servants who walk like the wind.