Zheng Guoshou's body was shaken and his expression was complicated.

He is a master of traditional Chinese painting, and in his own special field he is Taishan Beidou.

Have your own pride and dignity.

Even abroad, he is a popular guest among thousands of people.

At his level, apologizing is already a rare word, let alone bowing his head to apologize to a junior.

Seeing Zheng Guoshou standing motionless.

Dean Liu was so angry that he itched his teeth: "You wild ass, do you not believe me or Lao Meng?"

Master Meng sighed: "Go ahead, it won't be a loss of face."

As the biological son of the head of the Chen family, how can the head of the Chen family fail to honor his filial piety, so why can't he afford to bow his head and apologize from the master of traditional Chinese painting?

Zheng Guoshou's eyes suddenly darkened.

He didn't have to listen to Dean Liu's words, but now even Master Meng has said so.

Even though he is a "donkey", he still knows that something is wrong!

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Guoshou walked out quickly.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to keep Chen Dong here!"

Gu Qingying excitedly ran out of the bamboo forest courtyard first.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and for her, it was one second of hell and one second of heaven.

As a woman, who doesn’t want their parents to like the person they love?

Zheng Guoshou couldn't help but speed up his pace.

In the main room, you can listen to needles in silence.

Gu Guohua and his wife still haven't recovered their senses.

Everything changed too quickly tonight.

From joy, to anger, to now horror.

The couple wanted to talk to their old friends and keep a close eye on their daughter at the same time. Who knew there would be such a big misunderstanding?

Thinking of their attitude towards Chen Dong just now, the couple's cheeks felt a little hot.

Gu Guohua looked at Master Meng and Dean Liu with wandering eyes.

"We have been friends for many years, and you still want to hide this from me?"

Obviously, it refers to Chen Dong!

"Can't say."

Master Meng shook his head and said with a deep look: "Lao Gu, do you think you are now rich and prosperous abroad?"

Gu Guohua hesitated for a moment and nodded.

He is not a person who belittles himself. His power and wealth are abroad, as Lao Meng said, otherwise the blind date he arranged for Gu Qingying would not be the descendants of those oil tycoons and Silicon Valley giants.

Only when everyone stands on the same stage can we continue to play!

Otherwise, who will give him a good face?

Master Meng smiled with a hint of disdain: "No matter how rich you are, you are not as rich as him!"

Snapped!

Gu Guohua was stunned on the spot, his face flushed.

Master Meng's words hit the nail on the head when he first faced Chen Dong. It was like a loud slap on his face.

Before Gu Guohua came to his senses, Dean Liu nodded: "Lao Meng is right."

Snapped!

Gu Guohua's pupils tightened, as if he had been slapped again.

"Uncles, please clarify." Gu Qingying's mother said.

Master Meng shook his head and looked at Gu Guohua: "Cherish it, Xiaoying has reached a high level. Whether you can enter Long's son-in-law's house depends on whether there is smoke from the Gu family's ancestral graves!"

After that, he left with Dean Liu, leaving Gu Guohua and his wife with complicated expressions and thoughtful expressions.

Chen Dong motioned for them not to talk. The reason why they could talk to this point was because they had been friends for decades.

Half a moment.

Gu Qingying's mother then slowly spoke: "Guohua, do you believe it?"

Gu Guohua smiled bitterly and exhaled heavily: "Lao Meng and Lao Liu will not make such a joke about this matter."

"Then Chen Dong... our attitude towards Chen Dong's child just now was not good at all." Li Wanqing frowned slightly.

What was originally a good meeting ended up in the current situation because of a painting and a misunderstanding.

She felt guilty towards Chen Dong.

After a pause, Li Wanqing said: "How about we stay here for a few more days, find a time to hold a banquet to meet Chen Dong again, and apologize to him to resolve this misunderstanding?"

"Apologise?" Gu Guohua frowned, "Is it appropriate for us to apologize to him?"

Li Wanqing said angrily: "Then you just watch Xiaoying being caught in the middle? As a father, why don't you care about your daughter at the critical moment?"

"Okay." Gu Guohua sighed, finally agreed, and said leisurely: "I just delayed here for a few days, I'm afraid the contact with the Chen family will have to be shelved again."

Speaking of this, he looked helpless.

"I know that you want to take advantage of the Chen family's influence to take your achievements to the next level. I agree and support you."

Li Wanqing's voice was gentle and her eyes were full of tenderness: "But Guohua, we only have a daughter like Xiaoying. Your achievements are already beyond the reach of many people. As long as you have enough money, Xiaoying's happiness is our greatest success now."

The goal!"

"But..." Gu Guohua still wanted to defend.

"I don't want Xiaoying to miss out on a good relationship because of our misunderstanding. Regardless of Chen Dong's family background, his current achievements are quite good. If Xiaoying and Chen Dong separate because of us, you, as a father, will not be able to do anything.

Losing your conscience?"

Li Wanqing's voice rose a little: "Perhaps you think that Xiaoying will take a serious look at the descendants of those oil tycoons and Silicon Valley giants?"

Gu Guohua's expression froze and he smiled bitterly.

Immediately, he said simply: "So, if we are still here the day after tomorrow, hold a new banquet and apologize to Chen Dong, can this be regarded as our meeting with the parents in the true sense?"

"This is a good father!" Li Wanqing smiled softly.

…

When Lu Qingying and Lao Zheng ran to the parking lot of the club, Chen Dong had already disappeared.

I just saw a Rolls-Royce driving outside the club from a distance.

Gu Qingying frowned slightly.

Lao Zheng hurriedly called security personnel to inquire.

After learning that Chen Dong was leaving in a Rolls-Royce, he immediately became confused.

The words and deeds of Mr. Meng and Dean Liu just now kept popping up in his mind, making his heart beat faster.

Gu Qingying heard the conversation between Lao Zheng and the security personnel.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called Chen Dong.

As soon as it rang, the phone was connected.

"Hey, Chen Dong! You big fool, why are you walking so fast? Don't be angry, okay?"

As soon as the call was connected, Gu Qingying said pitifully.

"I'm not angry." Chen Dong said with a smile on the phone.

Not angry?

How can it be!

Gu Qingying explained: "The misunderstanding has been resolved. Uncle Zheng looked at the painting again and confirmed that it is real. He is about to ask you to apologize. Don't leave, okay? I will apologize to you on behalf of my parents."

"

The situation just now was a great grievance for everyone.

She felt aggrieved for Chen Dong, but she couldn't change it.

Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, she doesn't want Chen Dong to misunderstand her parents.

"Okay, silly girl, the situation just now, if I don't leave and stay, it will only put you in a dilemma. I'm really fine, go to bed early." After Chen Dong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

In a Rolls-Royce.

Mr. Long looked at Chen Dong who hung up the phone and smiled: "Master, are you really not angry?"

"Xiaoying came to me without hesitation when I was at my most destitute. She has been betting her whole life."

Chen Dong shook his head and smiled softly: "How could I be angry with her and her parents over such a trivial matter?"

After saying that, his expression suddenly became stern: "Even if I'm unhappy, it's only because of you. I'm just going to have a meal with Mr. Meng for more than 20 million yuan of real paintings. You want me to just give away more than 20 million yuan?"

Don’t lose your conscience?”

Faced with Chen Dong's sudden outburst, Mr. Long looked innocent: "Is 20 million a lot?"

"Not much?" Chen Dong asked back.

Mr. Long shrugged: "Your father never gives out gifts worth less than nine figures. Last time we had dinner with a desert oil tycoon in the Western Region, your father also gave him an oil field."
Chapter completed!