Chapter 675
Academician Lao's home.
Old Madam Su continued to hold her arms crossed, sitting on the sofa, looking sullen.
As the CEO of the Su Group, Su Yichen really attracts a lot of envy.
Hold it! This wedding must be held! And it must be held grandly, known to all under heaven!
Old Madam Su was thinking about these things, but everyone thought she was still angry, so no one dared to breathe loudly.
Su Bao held Su Yishen's arm, and Su Yishen put his arm around Su Bao's small shoulders; the two pretended to be looking at the painting.
Old Madam Su said, "What are you two whispering about?"
Su Bao instantly puffed up like a startled kitten, shaking her head repeatedly: "Nothing, Grandma, nothing!"
Grandma's combat power is really too strong!
Su Bao said, she wants to learn a bit……
If she ever meets someone like that shameless Dushi Wang who tries to justify himself by saying he's just following the rules, she'll shut him down.
Lao Deming gave a forced smile: "Um, Madam, would you like a cup of tea?"
Only then did Old Madam Su realize she hadn't restrained herself; she immediately lowered her hands and sat properly and gracefully.
She smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."
Lao Deming quickly said, "No, no," and thought to himself that this old lady not only has strong combat power, but also changes her face quickly.
Su Bao looked at the ruined painting and felt it was a pity.
She picked up a pen trying to rescue it…… and thus turned the dropped bit of watercolor into a bee.
"Ptang~" Su Bao held up the painting: "Old friend, look, it's become nice again!"
Academician Lao gave a bitter laugh; Ye Qing had completely ruined his mood, and Ye Qing's words had definitely hit a sore spot.
"Forget it, it's not nice." He said.
Su Bao shook her head: "No way! If you don't believe me, hang this painting up and it'll definitely sell for a lot of money."
Academician Lao was stunned, her words made him laugh; the little kid even comforts others so…… well, sincerely.
"Just empty fame." Academician Lao rubbed Su Bao's head and said, "There used to be a joke in the art world: a master painted a proud work and hung it in a gallery, with many onlookers all criticizing how terribly his painting was done."
"But later someone reminded them that this painting was the master's masterpiece…… the onlookers immediately changed their tune and eagerly found meaning behind the painting."
Su Bao listened carefully and seemed to understand.
Turns out whether something is beautiful depends on the person!
Paintings without fame are not beautiful, while famous ones suddenly become beautiful—though the painting is the same—so where does the problem lie?
Academician Lao said, "So what is the purpose of our painting? Originally it was just to look good; anything that pleases oneself should be the best work. But later, various abstract and impressionist schools emerged, each putting out one, two, three textbooks telling people how to paint in the abstract or impressionist style."
The beauty people see is not what they think is beautiful; it becomes what others want them to acknowledge as beautiful.
What is this world really like? Very few people can see clearly with their own eyes.
Thinking this, Academician Lao felt bored, and even his enthusiasm for recovering his health was doused.
Su Bao's eyes curved as she smiled and said, "Old friend, you say beauty is up to you, yet you care about how others see you. Old friend, you're not sincere~"
Academician Lao stared blankly; at this moment it felt as if something swiftly flashed through his mind, and he felt like he was about to have an epiphany……
Su Bao stood up and pushed him toward the room.
"Old friend, let's go~ I'll give you acupuncture!"
Academician Lao came to his senses and quickly said, "No need, no need……"
"What can a little kid know about acupuncture?" Academician Lao said, indicating he was still afraid of pain.
Old Madam Su laughed and said, "Academician Lao, do you remember that I was also in a wheelchair three years ago?"
"My legs were healed by Su Bao."
Old Madam Su said nothing more, just looking at Academician Lao like that.
Academician Lao and Lao Deming were shocked all at once: "Is this really true?"
This time even Su Yishen firmly nodded.
Old Master Su strolled in from outside and said, "We don't tell ordinary people about this; I hope you also don't spread it."
Lao Deming couldn't believe it, but if Su Bao really had this ability, it would be understandable for the Su family to keep it hidden.
If a three-year-old could cure a paralyzed grandmother, once this got out, research institutes would all want to dissect her for study.
Academician Lao didn't know why, but suddenly his hope for recovery reignited……
Su Bao went to give Academician Lao acupuncture, while Old Madam Su, Lao Deming, and Old Master Su watched from the side with interested expressions.
Su Yishen was sitting on the sofa when his phone chimed.
Su Luo sent a private message: 【Lao Ba, what exactly happened to the eldest brother? Tell the Fourth Brother, and the Fourth Brother definitely won't tell anyone else.】
Su Yishen refused: 【I also want to say, but the eldest brother gave too much.】
The next moment, Su Yishen's phone chimed, and he received a text message:
【Dear VIP user, your bank account ending in 8888 has received 10,000,000 yuan, balance……】
Su Yishen raised an eyebrow, oh my, you can still do that?
Su Luo: 【Take ten million to buy snacks.】
Su Yishen immediately changed his tone: 【Okay, I'll tell you, but you must not tell anyone else! Big brother he can't……】
On the other end, Su Luo held her phone, looking at the message still astonished.
Big brother actually can't??
They are so handsome and dignified, tall and imposing, the big brother who holds great prestige in the brothers' hearts actually went weak in the legs when he went downstairs?
Cough……
Such a shocking matter, Su Luo expressed worry, needing to find another brother to share the burden, to see if there is any medicine to cure.
Su Luo sent a private message to Su Ying'er: 【Old Five, do you know what Old Eight wanted to say today? Big Brother, something happened……】
Su Ying'er, hearing this, couldn't bear it—he immediately asked what happened.
Su Luo felt embarrassed: 【But I promised Old Eight I wouldn't tell anyone.】
The impatient Su Ying'er directly gave Su Luo ten million: 【Speak quickly!】
Su Luo instantly curled her lips, tsk.
Wealth does not disappear; it only transfers.
Soon, all the Su brothers knew that Su Yichen was 【verb】 by sister-in-law Jiangjiang You Niang Niang, and even after going downstairs his legs were weak.
Su Yishen won until he was numb, laughing until his mouth went stiff……
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