Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Chapter 2178 Mumu

However, until the end of the meal, Ruomu didn't eat the eggs he picked up.

Xiao Jun touched the corner of his mouth with a napkin and asked her, "Why don't you eat it?"

Ruomu quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I'm used to saving delicious things until the end. I heard that in this way, life can be bitter before sweet, and I won't be poor when I get old."

As she spoke, she picked up the eggs.

Hearing this explanation, Xiao Jun's mood improved, "You are not very old, but you understand a lot of truths."

Ruomu said, this is what she heard from the old people, and she would think of this sentence every time she ate, and gradually developed a habit, but now it seems that the old saying is still a little bit reasonable, isn't she just bitter before sweet up?

Xiao Jun raised his eyebrows, grasped the point of her words, and asked, "Do you think it's sweet to be with me?"

Ruomu nodded vigorously: "It's the difference between heaven and earth."

Xiao Jun also laughed. Unexpectedly, the cage life that he thought was hell was comparable to heaven in her eyes.

Is it because he is not satisfied, or is she living too hard.

Talking like this, the two finished their breakfast.

She didn't waste any food, and both of them just finished eating the meal they ordered. After eating, she took away their plates and put them in the plate recycling place.

Xiao Jun watched what she did and thought of those grand banquets he had to attend.

He doesn't like to talk to people. When he arrives at the banquet hall, he often sits in the corner and observes the people around him coldly.

Those elegant wives and eldest ladies eat everything like cats, and they can't eat after two bites.Then entire plates of food are left and end up in the trash.

He also hardly saw them take the initiative to clean up their tableware, and leave everything to the waiter. If the waiter neglected, they would give the waiter a face, or simply lose their temper.

So what does self-cultivation have to do with it?

Reminiscent of Ruo Mu's family and education, is she so sensible, is it natural?

Thinking of these, Xiao Jun found that he became more interested in this girl and liked her more.

……

After breakfast, the two returned to the apartment together. Xiao Jun changed into a suit and a windbreaker, and was going to take her to the art gallery to sell his ugly bottle.

Ruomu also wore clothes suitable for formal occasions, and personally helped him pack the ugly bottle and held it in his arms.

Seeing how careful she was with the bottle, Xiao Jun smiled and said, "You don't have to be so careful, you can still sell it if it breaks."

After hearing what he said, Ruomu gave him a careful look: "In case I lose the bet, what do you want me to do?"

Xiao Jun then asked: "Do you think I can sell this bottle?"

She thought for a while and said, "What if I really meet a fool..."

Xiao Jun laughed: "Anyway, you can't go back on your word."

"I'm just afraid that I won't be able to do what you asked me to do..." she said tentatively.

Xiao Jun took the box containing the pottery vase from her hand, "It's something you can do as I said."

He paused, and took a deep look at her: "Even if you don't know how, I will teach you."

"Oh……"

"Come on, we have to get there early."

……

The art museum is not far away, and the two of them can walk for 10 minutes.

The museum was not open at this time, but when the security personnel saw Xiao Jun, they immediately opened the door for him, and respectfully said "Good morning, Mr. Xiao".

Ruomu knew that this was Xiao Jun's private art gallery, so it was not surprising that he was enthusiastic about the security guard.

Xiao Jun took her to the lobby rest area, where a young woman in her twenties was already waiting.

The woman was wearing a dark blue professional suit, with a neat bun on the back of her head. She looked very elegant, like a flight attendant.

The woman came forward, and Ruomu noticed the work card on her chest, which seemed to be a staff member of the art gallery.

"Mr. Xiao." The woman bowed slightly, bowing like Xiao Jun to say hello.

Xiao Jun nodded, and said to Ruomu, this is Ye Tong, the deputy curator.

Ruomu hurriedly greeted him, saying hello to Director Ye.

At the same time, I sigh in my heart that Miss Ye is already the deputy curator at such a young age, which is really amazing.

Then I heard Xiao Jun introduce Ye Tong: "This is my friend Ruomu."

Curator Ye Tong looked at Ruomu with a smile, and there was already a playful smile in his eyes.

Ruomu couldn't figure out what this playfulness meant, but when Young Master Xiao introduced her, he said that she was a friend, and Ruomu was very happy.

After greeting each other, Xiao Jun handed the bottle to Deputy Curator Ye.

Ye Tong took it and said, "I still need a name."

Xiao Jun pondered for a few seconds, then looked at Ruomu: "Think about it, it should be more artistic."

Ruo Muxin said, the young master is really embarrassing, such an ugly bottle, how can it be artistic and appropriate...

She pondered for a few seconds, "How about calling it an ugly bottle?"

After she finished speaking, the young master's face was slightly embarrassed, "Is it that ugly?"

Ruomu nodded silently, if he insisted that this thing is beautiful, it would be unconscionable.

He didn't say anything more, and said to Ye Tong: "Let's call it this."

Ye Tong smiled and agreed, saying that he would do it.

After Ye Tong left, Ruomu and Xiao Jun sat in the lobby and waited for the opening. During the period, the staff brought coffee and snacks.

Ruomu drank coffee, but didn't feel like eating. She looked at everything around her curiously. She had never been to this kind of place, and she felt fresh, yet very reserved, even breathing very lightly.

Ten minutes later, the art museum opened, and visitors entered the venue one after another. Ruomu noticed that these people signed in and entered the venue with the invitation card. It can be seen that this exhibition does not allow everyone who comes to enter, but It is only open to a small number of people by invitation.

These people's clothes, temperament and demeanor, one can see that they are not ordinary people. Although their status and status cannot be seen, they are definitely rich.

Thinking that if the ugly bottle can be sold, the idiot who bought it would be among these people, Ruomu became more and more curious.

She was eager to see where the ugly bottle was displayed, and see if anyone would really buy it.

But Xiao Jun said: "No hurry, go after drinking coffee."

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, Ruomu finished his coffee and snacks, and couldn't help himself: "Master Xiao, I want to go and have a look."

Xiao Jun glanced at his watch, "It's almost there, let's go."

Then Young Master Xiao took her to an exhibition hall on the first floor.

I saw a circle of people around the booth in the middle of the exhibition hall, pointing at the works on the booth and discussing something in a low voice.

Ruomu took a closer look, and it was the ugly bottle on the booth. At this time, it was placed on a cylindrical platform, surrounded by clean and bright glass. When the lights were on, the whole bottle was noble. , is quite bluffing.

Ruomu also saw the name of the work and the name of the author written in the introduction under the bottle: Mumu.

She looked at the young master beside her in disbelief.

He lightly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "It's you."

Ruo Mu had goose bumps all over his body, and his smile froze.

Xiao Jun looked at her with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"It's a bit stinky..."

He smiled lowly, "Has no one called you that before, Mumu?"