Chapter 1068: Chapter 1068 [South Arica’s First Conglorate]
“Sis, I forgot to tell you. This is Price, whom I’ve ntioned to you. He ca back with this ti to see you,” Ji Fengyu imdiately introduced.
Price gave a gentlemanly smile and said to Ji Qiushui, “Hello, Miss Ji, nice to et you for the first ti, please be kind.”
Hearing Price’s awkward Divine Land language, Ye Chenfeng wanted to laugh. But speaking of which, combined with Price’s earnest effort and his looks, he would absolutely drive most won crazy.
“Hello!”
Faced with the enthusiastic Price, Ji Qiushui only uttered two words; it was as if Price’s warm smile hit a cold shoulder and he was doused with a bucket of cold water.
Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but think, Ji Qiushui is relatively nice to him, at least she speaks more words to him.
“Miss Ji, you are a hundred tis more beautiful in person than in the photo.” Presumably, Price had made many preparations and after hitting a wall, he complinted Ji Qiushui.
But this ti, Ji Qiushui didn’t even make a sound, and she didn’t give him a proper look.
This made Price extrely embarrassed, hitting a wall twice in a row.
In such a situation, Ji Fengyu tily saved the scene, quickly saying, “Sis, Price, let’s not stand outside. Let’s go inside and talk. Mom and dad will be here soon.”
“Alright!”
Ji Qiushui glanced at Ye Chenfeng, signaling him to follow.
Ji Fengyu didn’t say anything else and let Ye Chenfeng enter.
“Sis, originally I could have gone straight ho upon returning. But since Mr. Price returned with , I gathered you and mom and dad here first. I’ll bring Price to visit grandpa another day,” Ji Fengyu said.
Ye Chenfeng understood the underlying aning of Ji Fengyu’s words: Price likely wanted to visit Ji Qingrong to propose marriage. After all, Ji Qingrong is the family head, and Ji Xiaofeng doesn’t count.
Despite Ji Qiushui’s coldness, Price wasn’t discouraged; instead, he beca more interested, trying to chat with Ji Qiushui in his limited Divine Land language. Sotis he forgot words and got stuck, making the atmosphere extrely awkward.
“I understand English!”
Suddenly, Ji Qiushui said, speaking in a perfect London accent.
“Pfft!”
Ye Chenfeng almost burst out laughing. Ji Qiushui delivered a crushing blow to Price.
“Uh, uh…”
Price also looked embarrassed, realizing all those hours practicing Divine Land speech were for nothing; she understood English all along.
“Mom and Dad, you’re here?”
Just as Price was feeling utterly awkward, the box door opened, and Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun arrived. Ji Fengyu excitedly rushed over to greet them, having been abroad for many years and only occasionally returning.
“Fengyu!”
Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun were also very excited.
“What? It’s you? What are you doing here?” Before Ji Fengyu could introduce Price, Ji Xiaofeng noticed Ye Chenfeng.
“I brought him,” Ji Qiushui said.
“Ye Chenfeng, it seems your thoughts are still hanging there; you regretted it and now you’re the one who regrets it, right?” Ji Xiaofeng said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
“What? Ye Chenfeng?” Ji Fengyu was utterly shocked, asking incredulously.
“Yes, it’s Ye Chenfeng.”
Ji Fengyu asked again uncertainly, “Ye Family’s Ye Chenfeng?”
“It’s him!” Ji Xiaofeng looked at Ye Chenfeng with disgust.
Ji Xiaofeng constantly targeted Ye Chenfeng, while Ding Wenjun ignored him completely, as if he didn’t exist in her eyes.
“Didn’t he disappear a long ti ago? How did he show up again?” Ji Xiaofeng asked with confusion.
“Hmph!” Ji Xiaofeng snorted coldly, “Indeed, he’s back, clinging to your sister again now.”
Ji Fengyu looked at Ye Chenfeng and said coldly, “Ye Chenfeng, you were a coward when you were young, and you’re just as cowardly now, sly and deceitful. I still rember the scar on my neck. Don’t worry, we’ll take our ti.”
“Let’s not talk about that now, let introduce you, this is the Price I’ve ntioned to you. The future heir of the Mien Family, the top financial group in South Arica,” Ji Fengyu shifted the conversation to introduce.
“Oh? It’s Price?”
Instantly, Ji Xiaofeng’s eyes lit up, even the usually indifferent Ding Wenjun showed a smile on her lips, filled with interest.
The top financial group in South Arica, the Mien Family, is no joke. Perhaps in so aspects, it can’t compare to the deeply rooted Ji Family, but the Ji Family, located in the Capital City, faces many restrictions. The Mien Family is different, with wide industry involvent and imnse strength, even the Ji Family can’t compare.
“Hello, uncle and auntie!”
Price indeed had put in the effort, morizing common phrases thoroughly.
“Haha, remarkable, you can even speak Divine Land language.” Although Price spoke very awkwardly, Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun were overjoyed.
Ding Wenjun nodded: “Not bad, worthy of being Mr. Pierce’s son.”
Hearing Ji Qiushui’s parents praise him, Price beca a bit excited and said, “Uncle, Auntie, it’s our first eting and I didn’t bring anything for you. Please accept this gift.”
“Hmm?”
Imdiately, anticipation filled Ji Xiaofeng’s eyes.
Price picked up an exquisite cardboard box from the floor, placed it on the table, and opened it, revealing the contents inside.
Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun’s eyes shone brightly, for it was a painting.
“Knowing uncle and auntie like paintings, I recently acquired this piece and hope you like it,” Price said with a smile, satisfied with the effect.
“Such an exquisite oil painting, the attention to detail is perfect beyond words, absolutely the work of a top master,” Ji Xiaofeng imdiately said.
“It is indeed by the twenty-first-century oil painting genius Tony, truly flawless,” Ding Wenjun, too, seed knowledgeable about paintings.
Price smiled, “Indeed, it’s by Master Tony. I spent five million at an auction to acquire it.”
“To acquire a painting by such a master is absolutely worth it,” Ding Wenjun said.
Ji Xiaofeng eagerly looked at Price and asked, “Is this painting really a gift for us?”
Price nodded heavily, “Just a eting gift for uncle and auntie. As long as you like it. I was worried you wouldn’t like it.”
“How could we not like it? We love it,” Ji Xiaofeng, unable to suppress his excitent, continued to admire the painting, as did Ding Wenjun, treating it as a rare treasure, unwilling to look away.
“This painting is a forgery!”
At this mont, a voice rang out softly.
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