Jiang Quan's eyes were full of doubts.
Art and painting are extremely expensive, so Jiang Quan never considered these together with Meng Fu.
"It's used to draw talismans." Meng Fu leaned against the door frame, his expression a little lazier, and he responded calmly.
Speaking of this, Meng Fu suddenly remembered something, and immediately turned to look at Jiang Quan with a smile. She was jade and snow-skinned. When she smiled, it was like the mountains of ice and snow melted into her eyes: "I can not only draw talismans, You can also practice leg-stretching and eye-opening pills to prolong your life and keep you safe. Do you need it?”
She has always been lazy, and even her smiles are perfunctory.
At this moment, Jiang Quan smiled and the driver, who was accustomed to seeing Meng Fu's beauty in his prime, froze behind Jiang Quan.
Jiang Quan, who realized what Meng Fu was talking about, had a stern look on his face and frowned deeply: "... That's nonsense, there's nothing weird about it. Look at you, your mother is right, you should go back to study. , don’t be poisoned by these.”
"So you don't want it?" Meng Fu glanced at Jiang Quan to confirm that he really didn't want it, then he put on a smile and returned to his nonchalant and lazy look.
Not even bothering to put on a fake smile.
It seemed like everything was an illusion just now.
Then he pointed at the door frame and said coldly: "That person inside, please hurry up and get your things."
The driver following behind finally confirmed that what he saw in the car just now was not an illusion.
Miss she has two faces.
The young man inside came out with two small buckets of paint. He raised his head, glanced at Meng Fu, and walked back to the opposite door without saying a word.
When he looked up, Jiang Quan and the driver could see the boy's face clearly.
There is a sense of arrogance lingering between the young and handsome eyebrows, which does not seem to be raised by ordinary people.
After the door was closed, Jiang Quancai looked at Meng Fu thoughtfully, "You two are familiar?"
"Not familiar." Meng Fu pulled off the other side of the mask.
Meng Fu obviously didn't want to say more. Jiang Quan had rarely communicated with her. At this time, he didn't know where to start the question, so he just changed the topic, "I just said that I would go back to high school again. What do you think? No matter where you are, there is someone. What you are good at is still necessary.”
"It depends." Meng Fu changed into slippers at the door, his words were concise and indifferent.
He is no longer the cutie in the hospital.
Jiang Quan sighed. Yu Zhenling had told him before that he had to let Meng Fu go back no matter what, even if it was just a degree: "Don't be afraid of not being able to keep up with the courses. I will find someone to help you make up for your junior high school knowledge, or if you want It’s okay to go abroad, dad is doing it for your own good.”
Meng Fu had just returned to the Jiang family for two years. He had not taken care of her in the previous ten years. Jiang Quan did not dare to push her too hard. With the old man taking care of her, he did not dare to control her more.
"Then you can help me buy a continental university?" Meng Fu finally looked at him.
Continental University is the number one university in the seven continents of the world. It is truly the number one. Every year, only a handful of people in China can get admitted to Continental University. There are nearly 10 million students who take the university entrance exams every year in the world, but only a few thousand can get into this university.
It’s not an exaggeration to say it’s one in a million.
Jiang Quan: "..."
"It seems like you're not very good either," Meng Fu looked at Jiang Quan regretfully: "I'm ready to lie down."
"Do you think you can buy these universities if you want? Can't you change universities? Even if it's University A, I can find a way for you." Jiang Quan rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache: "A University of China? Even if it's your sister , I don’t dare to think so. Forget it, you don’t understand.”
Jiang Quan didn't want to talk about this topic with Meng Fu anymore, "Remember to go home for dinner tonight. Your uncle and the others are all here. Remember to come back."
Meng Fu said "Oh".
Then he turned his attention to the driver.
The driver was a little confused.
Meng Fu looked at the driver politely: "Our assistant just changed the carpet. If you don't have slippers..."
The driver glanced at the carpet: "..."
Light gray. He has been the driver of the Jiang family for more than 20 years and is Jiang Quan's confidant. What good thing has he not seen? But he could see nothing special about the carpet.
He pulled his foot back.
Jiang Quan had not planned to go in. Perhaps Meng Fu made him doubt his life along the way.
Hearing this, he didn't say anything else.
Just when I was going downstairs with the driver, I suddenly thought of something, "Just now, the boy opposite Fu'er was carrying paint in his hand. Is this girl trying to frame me again?"
That's not the cinnabar used to draw talismans at all.
The driver murmured. He felt that Miss Meng didn't look like she was joking just now.
**
Meng Fu tinkered in the study for a while in the afternoon.
It was around five o'clock in the evening when I went out with a bag of tips.
As soon as he arrived outside the door, his cell phone rang. It was an unsigned number. Meng Fu put the earphones into his ears with one hand and put the hood of the sweatshirt on his head with the other hand.
On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng was waiting at the red light. The night was dyeing his eyebrows, and there was a faint romantic feeling: "Are you still asking for leave tomorrow?"
"No, go back to training." Meng Fu figured that she had taken another day off and would be hated again.
Su Cheng didn't ask her what she had done, and said like an assistant: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning for training."
Meng Fu said "Yeah" listlessly, stopped a car and went back to Jiang's house, "Come here at six o'clock."
Jiang family.
Today the Jiang family invited Meng Fu's uncle Yu Yong to dinner.
When Meng Fu arrived, the entire Jiang family and his uncle Yu Yong were there.
The group of people were sitting around the sofa and coffee table, chatting and laughing, and it sounded like they were all in a good mood.
While everyone was chatting and laughing, the servant spoke outside the gate at the right time, "Master, Madam, Miss Meng is back."
The jubilant atmosphere froze for a moment.
Jiang Xinchen pinched a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth, making a mocking snort from his nostrils.
Uncle Yu Yong drank tea from a cup and chatted with Jiang Xinran and Jiang Quan without looking back.
Yu Zhenling was watching from the kitchen, not outside.
Jiang Xinran, on the other hand, put down the picture album in her hand, glanced out the door, stood up, and smiled: "My sister is back, aren't you going to train today?"
Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu were the same age. The Jiang family didn't want to send Jiang Xinran back, so they always made the two sisters.
Jiang Quan thought about being scolded by Meng Fu during the day, and felt a little depressed, but he was considerate when he scolded Meng Fu: "Fu'er, come here, your uncle is here, why didn't you call someone."
Meng Fu raised his eyes and said lazily and unruly: "Uncle."
Jiang Quan was afraid that she would say "I still have an uncle"
Seeing that she was a bit honest, Jiang Quan didn't care about her attitude.
"Your uncle is here today to show us your sister's paintings. Your sister's ink paintings were selected into the C-level booth of T City Exhibition Hall yesterday. You should learn more from her." Jiang Quan shared with him what they just said news.
"Oh." Meng Fu was still perfunctory.
Jiang Xinchen smiled sarcastically, "Dad, why are you telling her so much? Does she know what a C-level booth is?"
"Shut up," Jiang Quan glared at him, then turned around and said to Yu Yong, "Her uncle, you don't know, Fu'er can actually draw."