Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 251 - 82: Can’t Snatch It_4

The two celebrities lingering at the door felt a twinge in their hearts—could it really be a bigshot?

They dared not delay any longer, quickly handed over their invitations to enter.

The security looked at their invitations and told them, "Walk straight for about a hundred meters, and you’ll see the banquet hall."

The difference in their treatment was obvious.

Clearly, the former was more favored by the host.

"Little Senior Sister, it’s all your fault, I’ve already apologized."

"You were the one who spoke too much first."

"I thought she was a newcomer in the entertainment industry, trying to walk ahead of us to steal the spotlight."

A newcomer attending with a bare face, either due to poverty or arrogance. The entertainment circle is brutal; it’s always the east wind overpowering the west wind or vice versa.

Giving them a hard time upfront is the ’care’ from the seniors.

However, they were VIPs, and we should find a chance to apologize later.

Although Wu Zhaoxiang was not considered a top-tier "elite," his mother-in-law was. She was once an Admiral, and his father-in-law was somewhat a minor tycoon.

When their daughter married Wu Zhaoxiang, many people lamented that the influence of Admiral Luo Yun could not be inherited.

But now, their grandchildren have each made their own achievements and are already showing signs of reaching the peak.

So sometimes, do not underestimate an Admiral’s judgment; Wu Zhaoxiang may not be perfect, but he loves his wife and raises his children well.

Su Xiaocai, as Wu Zhaoxiang’s esteemed guest, who knows if she would complain.

Here, Su Xiaocai was first led by the security to the VIP room.

Inside the VIP room, eight women were sitting, all appearing kind, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Luo Li and former Admiral Luo Yun were talking with several ladies.

The security said, "Miss Su has arrived, Madam."

Luo Li immediately waved with a smile, "Caicai, come over quickly."

Her husband asked her to take good care of this precious money tree, and of course, she would.

Su Xiaocai nodded with a smile and said to the security, "Please take Mr. Yu to see Mr. Wu, if Mr. Wu is unavailable, then take him to Mr. Hu Ning."

Security: "Certainly, Mr. Yu, please."

Yu Haoming sighed in relief; a room full of women was not suitable for him to stay.

Then, Su Xiaocai went over to Luo Li’s side, wished Ms. Luo Yun a happy birthday, and presented a birthday gift.

"Thank you." Luo Yun had heard of Su Xiaocai and admired the achievements a child made at such a young age. Moreover, from entering the door until now, she showed poise and confidence, no wonder Wu Zhaoxiang repeatedly asked to treat her well.

"May I open the gift and take a look?" Luo Yun, now with greying hair, still maintained her Admiral physique, with her back straight and composed, wearing a tender dress of plain color, exuding elegant charm.

Su Xiaocai: "Of course."

From Wu Qingqing, she learned that Luo Yun, like Luo Li, loved paintings.

So Su Xiaocai painted one herself; whether it was valuable or not was unimportant—the thought was what mattered.

The painting was in an expressive style, the kind made swiftly with ink and a brush, the Mountain and River Map.

In this world, there was no soft brush for painting.

Though there were similar Mountain and River Map styles, their value was often low.

So, in Su Xiaocai’s eyes, this painting was quite ordinary, not even worth the scrap paper in her trash bin.

But in the eyes of those who understood art, her painting brimmed with vitality. It was filled with expansive emotions, and the painter herself seemed to have unique insights into the beauty of the mountains and rivers, with a grand brushstroke.

Luo Yun: "The strokes are decisive, forming a unique style—truly a rare good work."

Luo Li liked it, "Who is the artist of this piece? There is no signature; it feels very soothing, making my mood much better."