Jiang Yuanyuan hated Tang Qingge's face most. She scolded angrily, "what do you want? We first saw the painting, and we've bought it. Where's the village girl? She'll open her mouth to you. She doesn't have any education."

Tang Qingge's eyes darkened when he was said to be a village girl.

Tian Meng was angry. "You, we asked Master Zhang to draw this painting early in the morning, and we also gave a deposit. Tomorrow is the old man's birthday banquet. It's useful for us to keep this painting."

Tang Mengqian's eyes flashed slightly and looked at Jiang Yuanyuan.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this painting is Tang Qingge.

It's really a narrow road for friends, and she can't give it to her.

Jiang Yuanyuan snorted coldly, and her face was somewhat proud. "But now we have bought this painting. If you don't believe it, you can ask Master Zhang if we bought it first. We always buy first, get first. Who do you blame?"

"But we paid the deposit first, and we waited two days before Master Zhang finished painting. How can you say buy first, get first, even if we buy first, get first."

"Then you can change another picture."

"Tomorrow is the old man's birthday party. How can we find another picture for the old man?"

"Yo, so you're blaming me?" Jiang Yuanyuan looked coldly at Tang Qingge and looked at her bright and moving face. Jealousy flashed in her eyes. "You robbed other people's things and have a face to draw here. How can you be shameless when robbing other people's things? Now you're shameful again?"

Tang Qingge frowned and felt that she meant something.

She pointed to her nose. "Are you talking about me?"

Jiang Yuanyuan was even more upset when she looked like she didn't understand, "Of course, it means you. You robbed my sister's man and pretended to be innocent here. Tang Qingge, you are a fox. When you seduced Qiao Nancheng in college, Tang Mengxi and Qiao Nancheng fell in love but couldn't be together. Now you rob my sister's man again. You are born cheap!"

Jiang Yuanyuan's loud voice immediately attracted the eyes of the people around him.

"Is this a quarrel?"

"You didn't hear this woman say that another woman was a fox spirit and robbed her sister's man, and this woman robbed other people's men in college."

"Fox spirit! Shit, I hate third parties most in my life!"

When Tang Qingge heard what people around him said, he looked cold. "Make it clear, what did I rob your sister? And who is your sister?"

Jiang Yuanyuan said, "my sister..."

"Yuanyuan." Tang Mengqian suddenly said, "we have got the picture of Fengming Mountain Residence. Let's go."

"But."

Then Tang Mengqian left. Jiang Yuanyuan stamped her feet and could only keep up with her. When she was far away, she asked, "Mengqian, why don't you let me continue? There were so many people just now. I went on. They must be able to scold Tang Qingge, a bitch, and revenge her for robbing Qiao Nan!"

Tang Mengqian lowered her eyes and smiled with an unidentified lip, "what can you do if you just continue to say? Language is a sharp sword that hurts people, but it can only be used where it should be used to give full play to its maximum value."

Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned and hesitated. "What is the place to use?"

"Isn't tomorrow a birthday banquet?" Tang Mengqian smiled. "Soon, we'll be where we should use it."

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