Almighty Daughter Became The Group’s Favorite Little Pet

Chapter 276 Copybook 2, Slapping Xie Zhen in the face (second update)

Now Xie Zhen calmed down instead.

With two guards clasping her shoulders, she stood quietly on the spot.

If one only looked at her calm appearance, anyone would think she was innocent.

Xuanyuan Zhenhua also saw it, but just sneered.

It is not known whether the news Xuanyuan Jingna received is true or not, but it is an indisputable fact that Xie Zhen is trying to frame his daughter.

Just not a good person.

Xuanyuan Zhenhua glanced at Qin Sheng, who hadn't looked at him since the first time he entered the door, and glared at the stinky girl angrily.

Sure enough, the little heartless person who forgets his godfather after having a real father and mother!

Although Xie Zhen has only entered the experimental base for more than a month, it is not so fast to screen the information.

Xuanyuan Zhenhua thought for a while, then walked towards Fu Zhuoyuan, and the two sat down on the chairs temporarily prepared by the servants.

Fu Zhuoyuan's face was full of confusion, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

It's okay not to say.

Tangled and tangled, unexpectedly Xuanyuan Zhenhua spoke first.

He looked at the man beside Fu Zhuoyuan: "You are Qin Zheng?"

Qin Zheng didn't expect that the topic would fall on himself, he was stunned, and nodded: "It's me."

Although there was an unmistakable fear and worry in his brows and eyes, he did not lose his face in panic, and his elegant temperament was extremely high.

The most important thing is to be young!

Standing with Xuanyuan Zhenhua who is super six and seven, Xuanyuan Zhenhua can be his father!

Xuanyuan Zhenhua looked at it, and his mood was not so good.

Can't help but give him a sideways glance: "You..."

As soon as he said a word, a green and jade-white hand stretched out from the side, interrupting his words.

Qin Sheng took the teacup from the servant of Fu's family and put it on the table next to Xuanyuan Zhenhua: "Drink tea."

The clear and cold voice, accompanied by a faint glance, blocked Xuanyuan Zhenhua's throat when he wanted to make things difficult.

Unable to hold back, he glared at Qin Sheng.

Cooperating with your own father is a treasure, and before he even said anything, he just showed him face!

He knew that his godfather was indeed picked up!

Thinking about it, swearing at it, Xuanyuan Zhenhua shut up after all, picked up the tea that Qin Sheng gave him, and took a couple of sips as if nothing had happened.

Then the scene fell silent.

But what was quiet was just the scene, and everyone's hearts couldn't be quiet, not only not quiet, but overwhelming.

For example, Qin Zheng was full of lingering fear.

Seeing Qin Sheng still standing next to him and staring at Xuanyuan Zhenhua, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Taking a sneak peek at Xuanyuan Zhenhua, seeing that he was still drinking tea and didn't notice this side, he quickly pushed Qin Sheng towards Fu Jingheng and Gu Yueming, and gave her a wink to remind her not to come over.

Qin Sheng: "..."

Keeping an eye on Xuanyuan Zhenhua over there from the corner of his eye: "..."

For example, Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu was about the same age as Xuanyuan Zhenhua, and he had worked with him when he was young. Although Xuanyuan Zhenhua rarely appeared in front of people after retiring in the past few years, he still had some understanding of this person.

Immediately noticed something was wrong.

This one, although he is serious and upright in front of others, he is known for his violent temper internally. Well, everyone used to call out tyrants and tyrants in their hearts.

But no one dared to be presumptuous in front of him, let alone ask him to do something.

——Although Qin Sheng just brought him a cup of tea, Mr. Fu had the feeling that Qin Sheng was telling him to do something.

The point is, Xuanyuan Zhenhua was not only not angry, but also honestly drank it.

Can it be described by a strange word?

Another example is the figures who have been secretly observing the heads of various families here.

In my heart, it was called a turmoil!

But dare not say anything, dare not do anything.

At this time, Liao Wenchang, who had read the copybook for more than ten minutes, finally took a fancy to it.

He was completely immersed in the world of copybooks, so he didn't notice the change in the situation in the banquet hall.

As soon as he put down the copybook in his hand, he looked at Qin Zheng with bright eyes, and asked, "Whose copybook is this, and is it for sale?"

Qin Zheng glanced between Qin Sheng and Mr. Fu, and finally pointed at Mr. Fu: "Mr. Fu, you can just ask him."

Liao Wenchang immediately looked at Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu coughed lightly, but he was a little curious: "Do you want to buy this copybook?"

Liao Wenchang nodded heavily.

Mr. Fu continued: "How much are you going to pay for it?"

Listen to this meaning, are you willing to sell?

Liao Wenchang's eyes became brighter.

He didn't answer right away.

Instead, after deliberating for half a minute, he gave a price that he thought was reasonable: "1.3 billion, what do you think?"

Mr. Fu stopped talking, and his old eyes were slightly frozen.

Liao Wenchang became anxious when he saw it, and quickly said: "Otherwise, I will add another 100 million, but I don't have that much cash around me, so I have to wait a few days to get it out."

Mr. Fu was even more speechless.

Just when Liao Wenchang was hesitating whether to increase the price, Mr. Fu finally came to his senses.

He waved his hand and said, "Whether you want to sell it or not, let's wait for a while, and everyone, Liao, please read another pair of words to see if the two words are written by the same person?"

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately brought over another copybook that had been prepared in advance.

It was just what Qin Sheng wrote down temporarily when he was competing with others in calligraphy.

Mr. Fu did not forget that Qin Zheng specially invited everyone Liao over for this purpose.

The two copybooks were placed on the table between Xuanyuan Zhenhua and Fu Zhuoyuan, and Xuanyuan Zhenhua could see them from one side.

Then there was silence for a few seconds.

Liao Wenchang didn't know if he could see it or not, anyway, he could tell it at a glance.

These two words were written by his family's wicked daughter.

Qin Sheng's calligraphy was taught by him alone, ahem, although he became better at later, he still inherited his style on the whole.

Unrestrained, half-sharp, with some of her unique lightness and elegance.

All in all, very recognizable.

Not to mention that there are still many copybooks that were discarded by her in his yard at the moment, don't be too familiar with Xuanyuan Zhenhua.

I knew it was a matter of time, but he didn't take the initiative to say it, so he put on a serious look and watched Liao Wenchang take out his magnifying glass to appreciate it carefully again.

Another nearly ten minutes.

Liao Wenchang put down the magnifying glass and nodded solemnly: "That's right, these two words are written by the same person."

Although the handwriting in the second picture is much more random than the first picture, it looks like it was done casually, but it is difficult to change a person's writing style and writing habits.

Liao Wenchang can be sure that the two paintings must have been written by the same person.

only……

Liao Wenchang's eyes flashed doubts: "I see that the ink on the second piece of writing is still new, it seems that it was written not long ago?"

"Could it be that the person who wrote these two pictures was there?"

As Liao Wenchang said, his eyes swept over everyone in the banquet hall one by one, but he couldn't find anyone, so he could only cast a questioning look on Qin Zheng again.

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