Jiang Quan's eyes were full of doubts.

Art and painting are extremely expensive, so Jiang Quan never considered these with Meng Fu.

"It is used to draw talismans." Meng Fu leaned against the door frame, his expression became a little lazy, and he responded in a slight manner.

Speaking of this, Meng Fu suddenly remembered something and immediately turned to look at Jiang Quan with a smile. Her jade bones and snowy skin was like the snow on the mountain melting into her eyes: "I can not only draw talismans, but also refine legs and stare pills to prolong life and be free from being deceived. Do you need it?"

She has always been lazy, and even smiles with perfunctory feelings.

At this time, when I smiled, the driver who was used to seeing Meng Fu's beautiful face in the age of time was stunned behind Jiang Quan.

Jiang Quan, who was reacting to what Meng Fu was talking about, looked shaking and his eyebrows were furrowed: "... Nonsense, there are no strange things in gods and gods. I see 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, confirmed that he really didn't want it, and directly smiled and returned to his cold and lazy appearance.

I don't even bother to make a false smile.

It seemed as if everything was an illusion just now.

Then he knocked on the door frame and said coldly: "That person inside, please hurry up if you get something."

The driver following behind finally confirmed that what he saw in the car just now was not an hallucination.

Miss, she has two faces.

The boy inside came out with two small buckets of paint. He looked up, looked at Meng Fu, and walked back to the opposite door without saying a word.

When he looked up, Jiang Quan and the driver saw the boy's face clearly.

A sense of arrogance lingers between the young and handsome eyebrows, which is not very much like it is raised by ordinary people.

The door was closed, and Jiang Quan looked at Meng Fu thoughtfully, "You two are familiar?"

"I'm not familiar with it." Meng Fu also pulled off the mask on the other side.

Meng Fu obviously didn't want to say much. Jiang Quan had rarely communicated with her. At this time, he didn't know where to ask, so he only changed the topic, "I just said that I went back to study in high school. What do you think? No matter where a person is, it is necessary to have something good at."

"It depends on the situation." Meng Fu changed into slippers at the door, concise and indifferent.

No longer the cute little girl from the hospital.

Jiang Quan sighed. Yu Zhenling had told him before that she would let Meng Fu go back, even if she had a degree: "Don't be afraid of not being able to keep up with the course. I will find someone to help you make up for your junior high school knowledge, or you can go abroad, and your father is all for your own good."

Meng Fu had just returned to the Jiang family for two years and had not taken care of her for more than ten years. Jiang Quan did not dare to force her to be too urgent. With the care of the old man, he did not dare to control her more.

"Then can you buy the continental university for me?" Meng Fu finally looked at him in front of his eyes.

The University of Continental University is the world's largest university in the seven continents, and it is truly the first. There are very few people in China who can get into the University of Continental University every year. There are nearly 10 million students taking the university every year, and only a few thousand people can enter this university.

It is not an exaggeration to choose one in a thousand.

Jiang Quan: "…"

"It seems that you are not good either," Meng Fu looked at Jiang Quan with regret: "I'm ready to lie down."

"Do you think these universities are something you can buy if you want? You can't change universities? Even if you are A University, I can find a way for you," Jiang Quan rubbed his temples, with a headache: "Zhouda? Even if your sister dares to think so. Forget it, you don't understand it even if you say it."

Jiang Quan didn't want to talk to Meng Fu about this topic anymore, "Remember to go home for dinner tonight. Your uncle and the others are here, remember to come back."

Meng Fu said "Oh".

Then turn your eyes to the driver.

The driver was a little confused.

Meng Fu looked at the driver politely: "Our assistant in the carpet just changed. If you don't have slippers..."

The driver glanced at the carpet: "..."

It's light gray. He has been a driver in the Jiang family for more than 20 years. He is Jiang Quan's confidant. He has never seen any good things before? But he can't tell the name of this carpet.

He withdrew his feet.

Jiang Quan was not ready to go in, maybe Meng Fu was criticized by her way so much that she doubted her life.

Hearing this, he didn't say anything else.

But when I was going downstairs with the driver, I suddenly remembered something, "Just just now, the boy opposite Fu'er was carrying painting paints in his hand. Is this girl framed me again?"

That is not the cinnabar used to draw talismans at all.

The driver muttered, and he felt that Miss Meng didn't look like a joke just now.

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Meng Fu tinkered in the study for a while in the afternoon.

I went out with a tip at around five o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he arrived outside the door, the phone rang. It was a string of unsigned numbers. Meng Fu stuffed the headphones into his ears with one hand and buckled the hat of the sweatshirt behind him on his head with the other.

On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng was waiting for the red light. The night was soaking his eyebrows and eyes, and he was vaguely romantic: "Will you still ask for leave tomorrow?"

"No, go back to training." Meng Fu guessed that she had taken another day off and it was time to attract hatred again.

Su Cheng didn't ask what she did, but he upheld the heart of an assistant: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning for training."

Meng Fu said "yes" a little listlessly, stopped a car and returned to Jiang's house, "Come at six o'clock."

Jiang Family.

Today, the Jiang family invited Meng Fu's uncle Yu Yong to have a meal.

When Meng Fu arrived, the Jiang family was home and uncle Yu Yong.

The group sat on the side of the coffee table on the sofa, talking and laughing, and it was obvious that they were in a good mood.

While everyone was talking and laughing, the servant spoke outside the gate at the right time, "Master, Madam, Miss Meng is back."

The joyful atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

Jiang Xinchen pinched a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth, making a mocking hum from his nostrils.

Uncle Yu Yong took the tea cup while drinking tea while chatting with Jiang Xinran and Jiangquan, but he didn't look back.

Yu Zhenling stared in the kitchen, not outside.

However, Jiang Xinran put down the picture album in his hand, looked out the door, got up, and smiled: "It's my sister who is back. Wouldn't you train today?"

Jiang Xinran is the same age as Meng Fu, and the Jiang family doesn't want to send Jiang Xinran back, so they keep making the two sisters alike.

Jiang Quan remembered the incident of being criticized by Meng Fu during the day and was a little depressed, but he also took care of Meng Fu: "Fu'er, come here, your uncle is here, why don't you call someone?"

Meng Fu raised his eyes and said lazy and without any rules: "Uncle."

Jiang Quan was afraid that she would say "I still have an uncle"?

Seeing that she was a little honest, Jiang Quan didn't care about her attitude anymore.

"Your uncle came today to show us your sister's paintings. Your sister's ink paintings were selected into the C-level booth of the T-City Exhibition Hall yesterday. You, learn more from her." Jiang Quan shared with him what they just said.

"Oh." Meng Fu was still perfunctory.

Jiang Xinchen smiled sarcastically, "Dad, why did you tell her so much? Does she know what a C-class booth is?"

"Shut up," Jiang Quan glared at him, then turned around and said to Yu Yong, "You don't know, her uncle, actually Fu'er can draw."

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Why do people think of making updates every time they just open an article? I feel like you are making secrets out of nothing. Chen Cang made up out of thin air... Haha, if you add updates, you will add updates, or you will get faster.

You can get the update if it is launched. In fact, it is not far from being launched, so don’t worry, babies.

Do you see that Brother Fu today is given a recommendation ticket?
Chapter completed!