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Chapter 1281 Hype Mural

Merong Jun held her daughter's hand and whispered for a long time. Until her daughter's cheeks turned red, she said, "Go back to the bedroom, mom is tired too."

"Well, good night, mom."

"Good night."

Murphy went upstairs alone.

Mo Rongjun continued to look at the painting. She was really hurt. The painting had to be sold and she couldn't take it away even if she wanted to.

Xia Chuan was flipping through the last book. Murphy walked up behind him and asked with a smile: "What are you looking for so quickly?"

"That's how fast I read."

Murphy rolled his eyes. After he finished reading, he took the book and flipped through it, then asked, "What is the fifth lesson about?"

Xia Chuan immediately repeated it, and it was accurate word for word.

Not to mention that he can still remember it, but he just can't remember it. He will know it as soon as his mental power is swept away.

Murphy was sluggish.

She realized that her mother was right, this was the real genius.

Xia Chuan stood up and said with a smile: "You can do it too, so you have to go to Majia to practice first and then learn."

Murphy finally understood, and excitedly threw himself into his arms. His face was flushed, and his heartbeat was beating like a drum. He whispered in his ear: "I want you to put a mark on me tonight, so that my soul can have peace." A destination, a clear goal, and I will only fight for you throughout my life!”

Xia Chuan sighed in his heart and said softly: "If you say it again in two years, I will take it seriously."

Murphy felt a little frustrated. The first battle in her life was not successful. She pouted her rosy mouth and asked:

"Can I brand you?"

Xia Chuan was stunned and then laughed: "You want to put a seal on my forehead?"

Murphy was not a timid person, so he immediately took the risk and turned off the light.

In the darkness... Murphy said: "You belong to me."

Hahaha, Xia Chuan laughed.

Murphy said angrily: "Why are you laughing?"

"Go to sleep."

Xia Chuan carried her to bed very gently...

Murphy was satisfied. This was already a brand, and it was very deep.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of sleep came over her, and she fell asleep instantly.

Xia Chuan slowly laid her down and covered her with a quilt.

He knew that a girl wouldn't be able to sleep even if she lay in a man's arms for the first time.

There is no girl he can't sleep with.

……

Mo Rongjun was looking at paintings when the doorbell suddenly rang, and her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be Jingcha? Are they really all dead?

Although she was married to August, August had already done it, and all the friendship disappeared. If Xia Chuan hadn't been here today, neither of them would have known how they would have been bullied.

She is not a disconnected person. She has made a choice and will never look back, and she has a clear conscience.

She opened the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

We all know each other, the two waitresses at the Chinese restaurant.

"Aunt Mo, let's get the tableware." The waitress was very polite, with a smile on her face.

"Okay, in the restaurant." Mo Rongjun asked the two women to go alone.

After the waitress came in, she glanced first and didn't see Xia Chuan. Instead, she saw the painting, and her eyes suddenly widened.

It's not that they know much, it's just that it was clearly painted by Xia Chuan, and they also know that the painting in the Louvre was bought for 100 million US dollars.

They were so envious that their eyes turned blue.

But it’s useless no matter how much you envy it, you can’t even steal it away, how can you still scrape it off?

He walked into the restaurant sadly and put away all the tableware.

After coming out with the box.

Merong Jun had already thought about it and said with a smile: "Can you deliver food in the morning?"

The two waitresses' eyes lit up. They still had a chance to see Xia Chuan. Do you want to be brave this time?

One of the girls said with a smile:

"Although we don't do morning service, I know Xia Chuan is here. The boss will never refuse. Just order whatever you need."

Murong Jun said with a smile: "Thank you, I'm afraid that Xia Chuan won't be used to the dishes I cook. You should follow the habits of northerners in the country and don't make them too sweet. Just eight dishes. I want Practice it for your daughter, don’t be careless, thank you for your hard work.”

The waitress asked in shock: "Is your daughter going to leave with Xia Chuan?"

"Yes, although it is something that cannot be concealed, please stop publicizing it. Xia Chuan has a wife." Merong Jun deliberately tried to hide it.

The two waitresses understood it completely, immediately promised to deliver it early in the morning, and then left.

Then, the news spread quickly.

Xia Chuan painted a mural for Mo Rongjun and took her daughter away to be his little wife tomorrow morning.

The agents were shocked. Who is spreading rumors?

Mo Rongjun continued to look at the paintings and waited patiently. Anyway, he was not lonely looking at the paintings.

She deliberately revealed it not because she wanted to win some status for her daughter, but because she wanted to raise the price of the mural.

A mural with a story and a mural with no reason have different prices.

When a collector invests in a painting, the first thing that comes to mind is the appreciation potential.

So what kind of paintings have the potential to appreciate in value?

It's the one on the wall.

Xia Chuan bought Murphy with a painting. As long as Murphy has some achievements, he will be a complete celebrity. Even if he is not famous, he can be promoted to a star.

What's more, if Xia Chuan is optimistic about a person, can he achieve a little bit?

And that painting of a star selling herself, in your hands, what kind of popularity does it have?

The only painting leaked by Xia Chuan is the one from the Louvre. This is also very critical. If he just sells a painting for nothing, the price will not be high, there will be no scarcity, and he doesn’t know how much more will be left behind.

But unless the painting has a unique story, Xia Chuan couldn't just paint the mural for nothing.

Scarcity is there.

Then there is the artistic value.

You have to watch it to find out. So Merongjun is waiting.

She concluded that the reporter came first. The big collector's legs and feet were not very good, his reflexes were not as quick, and his nose was not as sharp as the reporter's.

When reporters come, they first speculate. When collectors come, they first ask the price and then say they won’t sell it.

Let’s whet your appetite. Anyway, it’s January 17th...

There are still more than four months left.

Finally, footsteps came from behind.

Merongjun was startled, how did you get in before I opened the door?

She suddenly turned around, and it was Xia Chuan who was fully dressed.

Mo Rongjun said in shock: "Is she perverted?"

Hahaha, Xia Chuan laughed: "No. I put her to sleep, and she will definitely not wake up. Don't you need to go into the bedroom to pack her underwear and bring her favorite clothes? She will leave after dinner tomorrow morning."

Mo Rongjun's heart suddenly felt warm and she was extremely pleased. Xia Chuan was so kind to her daughter. She said gently: "I'm afraid someone will come later."

"I'll guard here, you go ahead."

"Well, that's great." Mo Rongjun immediately went to pack his daughter's things. With Xia Chuan here, it was even more secure.

She entered her daughter's bedroom lightly. She first looked at her daughter's face carefully. She didn't look in pain. Then she checked her lower body, but she was wearing underwear. She was extremely grateful. Her daughter was still young, so it was best for Xia Chuan to wait. .

Then I tidy up my daughter’s wardrobe and make careful selections.