MTL - Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine-Chapter 21 Mystery Penpal!

   Chapter 21 Mysterious Penpal!

   Several black cars with special license plates drove into the Pei's compound. Several men in uniforms and white gloves carried a pair of calligraphy and paintings kept in a transparent glass cabinet into the house.

  The staff moves carefully, which shows the preciousness of the items inside.

  The Archaeological Bureau awarded Pei Huai a calligraphy and painting unearthed from the Mausoleum of the Demon Concubine to thank Pei for his unconditional funding for six years.

   The cultural relics of the Demon Concubine's Mausoleum are priceless in the underground trading market, but the Bureau of Archaeology, a precious treasure that is so hard to find, directly awarded it to President Pei through formal procedures. This is a supreme honor.

   In the study, Pei Huai looked at the calligraphy and painting. Two completely different brushstrokes merged into it. Although it was not done by one person, it looked surprisingly harmonious.

   High mountains and flowing water, melody and melody.

   Suddenly, he felt as if he had seen this painting before. His sharply articulated fingertips were randomly twisting a signature pen, and he was ecstatic for more than ten minutes.

   He remembered that Su Ji had said that he liked these cultural relics produced in Yaofei Mausoleum, and said he wanted to buy them.

   For some unknown purpose, Pei Huai raised his phone and took a photo of it.

  I then swiped on WeChat, but I didn't see the name I had in my previous impression. Instead, it was another fancy name with its own beauty effect.

  ‘〆Domineering ￡cockcock★’

   Pei Huai chuckled.

   Changed the screen name.

   This one really suits her better.

   He seemed to be able to imagine her proud expression with the corners of her lips upturned when she named her name.

  Su Ji just finished communicating with the seller, but I didn’t expect that this book was still on pre-sale. While peeling lychee shells by the bed, WeChat received a picture.

   opened it and saw a pair of peach blossom eyes that instantly brightened like a light bulb.

  Isn't this the painting she wrote with her pen pal and completed together?

   For the ancients who did not have convenient communication tools such as mobile phones, fish and geese exchanges were the only way to communicate with distant friends.

   As a pen pal, Su Ji, she has never met, and she does not know her identity. She met by chance, and the two have surprisingly resonated and like-minded views on the political situation.

  Su Ji regards 'she' as a close eldest sister, and 'she' has also become the hope of the day and night in the walls of Su Ji's palace.

   referred to as soulmate.

  This painting is very important to her. Su Ji threw the crystal clear lychee into her mouth and tapped it on her mobile phone.

  〆Domineering ￡DiaoDiao★: Where did you get it? How much are you ready to sell?

   The other party had been waiting, so he came back soon.

   also returned two at a time.

   Pei Huai: Not for sale.

   Pei Huai: I'll show you.

  Su Ji: …………

   The expression at this moment is exactly the same as 'the old baby in the subway looks at the phone.jip'.

  This is the legendary plastic sister flower? Dalongjing before the rain?

   If you don't sell it, show her to look at her?

   There was a knock on the door of the servant, and it was the family doctor who came to change her medicine routinely.

  Su Ji simply threw the unlucky phone aside and went downstairs.

  **

   The blood-stained gauze was replaced and put aside. The family doctor cleaned the wound with a sterile cotton ball with tweezers and carefully observed its recovery.

   The original body has a very serious scar constitution, and the recovery of the wound is much worse than he imagined.

   He didn't feel optimistic yesterday, but Miss Su is in the entertainment industry, and her face is especially important to her, so he couldn't bear to tell him, he wanted to see it today, but who knows the result is still...

  Su Cunyi saw that he didn't speak, and he was a little anxious with his hands behind his back: "How's it going?"

  After a few moments of silence, the doctor shook his head regretfully, and with one sentence, the mother and daughter Ning Lihua, who had been wearing a mask and watching TV in the living room, were instantly attracted to her!

   He said, "Miss Su's forehead injury, I'm afraid it will leave a scar."

   The fourth shift is over! See you tomorrow babes!

   (end of this chapter)