C22 Bei Bei Is a Good Boy

Something big had happened that day, and the blue vases, which had been sold for five hundred million dollars, were gone. It was said that it disappeared under layers of bodyguards and all sorts of electronic surveillance.

The financial section exploded again.

500 million hadn't been delivered to the hands of that mysterious person yet. It disappeared just like that. The police immediately intervened and soon sealed off the land and sea. All vehicles, ships, airplanes, and pedestrians would go through strict inspections. The entire city was under full lockdown. Police cars came and went, bustling with activity.

Xiang Bei could hear the commotion outside even when she was in her apartment. She even gloated, "Who asked you to show off everywhere you have money? You deserve it!"

Yem Qingzhou used Xiang Bei's laptop to work while saying, "The bottle was not thrown in his hands. It can't hurt him at all."

Xiang Bei slapped her forehead. "Oh, right. The unlucky one is the auctioneer. The bottle disappeared from their safe. Poor thing."

Yem Qingzhou did not want Xiang Bei's attention to be too focused on the mysterious man. He immediately changed the topic. "By the way, Bei, are you interested in setting up an art gallery?"

Xiang Bei pointed at her nose in disbelief. "Me? You said I will set up an art gallery?"

Yem Qingzhou's eyes were still on his laptop. "Yes, do you have time to do it? I'll ask Soong Miao to help you. You just need to draw. Don't worry about anything else."

Xiang Bei was a little speechless, "Please. It's not that I don't have time. It's just that I don't have the qualifications, okay? I'm organizing an art exhibition? "You'll lose money."

Yem Qingzhou looked up. "Why don't you have the right? If I say so, then so be it. "

Why is it so? Xiang Bei was very embarrassed.

At this moment, someone rang the doorbell.

It was Xiang Dahai.

He saw Yem Qingzhou at Xiang Bei's place. The feeling in Xiang Dahai's heart was hard to tell.

"Bei, dad spoke a little too much today. Look at you... Yo, Qingzhou is also here."

Yem Qingzhou nodded his head in a gentlemanly manner. "Mr. Xiang, hello."

He was smiling, but Xiang Dahai felt his scalp tingle when he looked at him.

"I came to pick Bei up and bring her home. This child has a temper after a few words from me. This temper is really..."

Yem Qingzhou interrupted him lightly. Aunt Lin often says that Bei is spoiled by me to the point where she can't look good. Actually, I feel that it is still okay. She is so obedient and will not be spoiled."

What else could Xiang Dahai say? "Haha, Qingzhou is right. Bei is quite obedient. She has grown up and I don't have to worry about her."

Xiang Bei played with the patterns on the sofa. She thought to herself, You don't have to worry. Your heart is all on the mother and daughter pair.

Xiang Dahai turned to Xiang Bei and his face turned a little red, "Bei, daddy is here to bring you home."

Chao Bei looked at her dad. Was it fun for him to slap himself in the face? In the end, his daughter was not as important as Yem Qingzhou's project.

Xiang Dahai continued, "Next Saturday is Nan's 18th birthday. You two sisters haven't had a birthday for so many years. This time, she insisted on having a party to celebrate. I thought it was close to your birthday, so we might as well have a party together. What do you think?"

Chao Bei looked at Xiang Dahai without saying anything.

"Sisters haven't had a birthday for so many years?

Xiang Bei didn't have a birthday herself because she had thought that it was her birth that had caused her mother's death. Her birthday was also her mother's birthday. How was she going to celebrate?

As for the Xiang Nan, did Xiang Bei not allow her to celebrate her birthday?

What was she feeling wronged about now?

"Okay, do it." Xiang Bei said it did not matter.