Xiuli noble neck lifted, and she looked at Qiao Yimo disdainfully, "Of course, otherwise you think those big guys come to see the rural turtles painting?"

Qingling listened and looked at Qiao Yimo with contempt.

She had heard from her mother before that this Qiao Yimo looked shabby, but when I saw it today, it was true. What tattered clothes she was wearing... didn't look good at all.

Qiao Yimo heard that her eyes gradually became chilly, and she faintly said to Grandma Qingzhi, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

Xiuli listened to the words, snorted coldly, pointed at Qiao Yimo's figure and mocked Qingling, "Look at that turtle was peeing his pants in fright!"

Qingling listened to the words and smiled.

However, before everyone knew it, those big men disappeared into the banquet hall with Qiao Yimo.

In the corner, Qiao Yimo looked at a group of big guys in front of him, and said displeased: "What are you doing here?"

Su Zhe smiled, "I heard that Sister Mo is going to show off today, so I came to meet the long-lost "Master of the End of the Water" in the rivers and lakes.

Qiao Yimo: "..."

Liu Xin also grinned with her lips curled, "I'm here to support Sister Mo." Then, she pointed, followed by a bunch of younger brothers.

Qiao Yimo: "..."

Qiao Yimo choked speechlessly, and when Su Zheliu's heart and others had left, he turned around and met the young master Mo Jun again.

"Why are you here too?" Qiao Yimo half-closed her phoenix eyes and looked at him carelessly. After a few seconds of staring at each other, he faintly returned.

Mo Jun laughed, "Sister-in-law is here to participate in the painting contest, how can you not come to cheer as a little brother?"

Qiao Yimo raised his chin, rolled his eyes to him, and said in a low voice, "Fart!"

Mo Jun shrugged and pointed behind Qiao Yimo: "Sister-in-law, who do you think is here?"

Qiao Yimo turned around and saw Leng Juo smiling slightly at him, with sexy eyes.

Leng Tiong is here, she doesn't feel strange at all.

"I'm going to the banquet hall first." Qiao Yimo spoke lazily, with his hands in his pockets, and walked toward the banquet hall.

"Master Tired, let's go there too." Mo Jun said.

Lengjuan nodded and followed Qiao Yimo's footsteps.

Several men in suits and tall appearances walked towards the banquet hall.

The guests who came to watch the painting contest were deeply attracted.

"Oh my God, this old Qin just has face, so many big guys come to cheer him."

"Hey hey, do you see that the man next to the Mo Family Master is Leng Da?"

"Leng tired? Really, how did he come to such a place?"

"Damn, they are so handsome! Do you think these big guys are here to cheer Mr. Qin or to give the Qiao family's face!"

"Is the Qiao family's face so great? Leng Da's master can be called a move."

Amid all the discussions, the painting contest is about to begin.

Mr. Qin announced on the stage, "The painting contest is about to begin. I hope everyone will keep absolutely quiet and give our contestants a certain amount of creative space. The contestants in this competition are Qiao Anchu, Qiao Yimo, and Qiao Qingling. I also did it last time. I said that if anyone wins the championship this time, I will accept her as a disciple and will never break my promise."

The audience heard a lot of discussions about the origins of these three people.

"I heard that Qiao Anchu is quite talented in painting, and I bet she will win the championship."

"Cut, I heard that Qiao Anchu's hands and feet were dirty, and he stole someone else's paintings to Mr. Qin, so that Mr. Qin almost took her as a disciple that time."

"Just be sour, even if she steals other people's paintings! She still has the strength to stand here and compete."

"I think Qiao Qingling is a pretty good girl. I heard that Xiuli gave her a lot of painting classes, and her ability is not too bad."

"What is the origin of this Qiao Yimo?"

"This Qiao Yimo heard that at Qiao’s Qingzhi’s 70th birthday last time, he presented a painting that resembles the master of "The End of the Water"."

"How is it possible? Who is the master of the end of the water, who looks like him? It's a laugh!"

"Ho ho, this Qiao Yimo grew up in the countryside, you said she can still paint? She still paints like a master of water? It must be a copy." JrNovels.com