Just like a dream, she is so happy in the painting, but she is full of darkness, depression, and extreme.

Bai Xiaxian looked at the painting, who wanted her to become such a person, can she really become so happy, can she have such a simple sunny smile?

After gradually shocking, many onlookers began to have enough attention to this gift.

"Oh my god, this painting is really beautiful, and there are a hard work with those famous European paintings. If the auction is not worth the value."

"It must be auctioned at a very high price. You do n’t look at it. Those decorative background flowers are all embedded with emerald and ruby, diamonds, which are really luxurious. The gems alone are very valuable." [[[[[[[[

"Oh my god, what is this white lady, the first lady may not be able to receive such a valuable gift, envy the dead."

Most reporters and staff actors have limited artistic vision. Although they feel that the painting is pretty, it is more attractive to them. It is that there are so many gems in this painting.

This gift suddenly made them amazing. They have never seen such a sky -high gift, and they naturally worship the gods.

The camera immediately worked quickly. The reporters rushed to take a good angle, shooting this sky -high gift and this lucky actress, and prepared for the headline tomorrow.

But the heroine's expression in the camera is not very happy. It is a little stubborn, a little confused, and the soft eyes just look at the painting. I do n’t know what to think about?

Many reporters made her laugh loudly, and stood together with their postures and portraits.

However, she reopened the format and did not let them shoot, and let those who sent them took the paintings away. So expensive things, she did not dare to stay with her.

And those handsome guys promised to help her temporarily keep in jewelry.

This made many reporters unhappy, and the boo continued. She felt that she was too big, and she was put on a shelf. Bai Yan did not explain. She was very messy and did not want to cope with these vanity reporters at all. Besides

Don't want to use it for hype.

At this time, the phone rang. Bai Yan looked at the number on the phone, and a thought broke into her mind like lightning.

The heart of her chest had a complicated ripple. Is the painting sent by Mo Fei just now?
Chapter completed!