She stared at the words on the table, thoughts racing through her head.

This word must not be circulated.

Otherwise, the market price will be disrupted.

It is estimated that my husband, the world's best calligrapher, may not be able to protect his reputation.

It will even affect the price of Master Ning's calligraphy and painting works today.

Maybe, there will be a plunge or something.

Then your own auction house will suffer a huge loss.

But Yan Yuqin suddenly thought that Su Mu was his son-in-law.

If you lose a father-in-law, let's just lose it. Anyway, in recent years, my father-in-law has spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. If I want to ask him to write a calligraphy, it will take a long time.

My son-in-law is so easy to handle.

Besides, the word son-in-law is even more valuable.

Yan Yuqin seemed to see golden mountains waving to him.

When Chen Jinhong and Mo Ruhai looked at Su Mu again, their eyes were filled with stars.

Of course they are not interested in money.

Chen Jinhong was so excited that he walked over and grabbed Su Mu's hand.

Su Mu had goosebumps all over his body:

"That uncle, you...!"

"My dear son-in-law, how did you practice calligraphy? Who did you learn from? Shall I take you as my teacher? Master...!"

Wei Baiqing stood aside so that a mouthful of old blood could not spurt out.

She was simply ashamed.

The father-in-law wants to kowtow to his son-in-law and become his master?

What should I do next?

Should I call him son-in-law? Or master?

Otherwise, call me master and son-in-law?

Yan Yuqin, who was licking her lips just now, suddenly looked at her with a half-smile.

Wei Baiqing couldn't wait to rush forward, catch her husband and beat him up.

She was so angry.

But in front of so many people, she couldn't show it, so she could only bite her teeth secretly.

Su Mu was also startled by the sudden words.

He was a little embarrassed and wanted to take his hand out, but Chen Jinhong held on tightly.

"Uncle, I'm just writing casually."

Ning Qingyuan's jaw almost dropped.

He wanted to grab the inkstone on the table and hit the boy hard on the head.

Would you like to write it down by the way?

You've ruined my job, and you just write casually?

What do you look like seriously?

Chen Jinhong looked at Su Mu, his look was simply too scary.

"My dear son-in-law, you are... a great talent. I don't want to be your disciple anymore. Why don't we... let's marry Jin Lan?"

"Pfft."

Chu Anyi was the first to burst out laughing.

Yan Yuqin was not polite either, her smile was so arrogant.

Wei Baiqing...!

Chen Xianer, please come back and see your father quickly.

Find you an uncle to be your husband.

Su Mu finally fell to the ground without hanging.

Everyone.

My husband’s penis is too cute, what should I do?
Chapter completed!