Wang Lili and Qin Xiaojun were both stunned by such gossip.
Chiang Xiao wasn’t interested in hearing this, "Did they ever talk about the painting?"
"Painting?" Xie Landi shook her head.
She looked at Chiang Xiao, sowhat puzzled as to why hearing such news didn’t excite, surprise, or anger her in the slightest.
"Xie Landi, you should also be careful in the future, don’t let Ye Wanqing know that you’re the one who spread her affairs," Chiang Xiao advised her, then glanced at Qin Xiaojun and Wang Lili.
They simultaneously raised their hands, "We promise not to tell."
Anyway, there’s no wall without chinks in this world; the matter between Ye Wanqing and Deng Qingjiang, even if Xie Landi doesn’t tell, will definitely co out eventually.
For example, she herself might find a ti and way to leak this matter to Chen Kaijin.
Now it won’t be easy for Deng Qingjiang to ditch Chen Kaijin, let her make noise, and it’d be best if Deng Qingjiang is driven to exhaustion.
Chiang Xiao thought for a bit and already had an idea.
Wang Lili suddenly said, "By the way, Chiang Xiao, you just ntioned the painting, what painting?"
"I ca this ti to ask you guys, has Ye Wanqing been working hard in the dorm lately? Has she been practicing painting all the ti?"
"No, but she returns very late, and sotis when she cos back, I see her hands stained with paint. Could she be practicing painting outside?"
Chiang Xiao was slightly taken aback.
So, does this an Ye Wanqing really has been practicing painting frequently?
"I do know a little," Xie Landi shyly added, "Ye Wanqing recently got along quite well with soone nad Tong, and that girl told her that she wants to open an art gallery and wants Ye Wanqing to help her."
What Tong?
Chiang Xiao suddenly had a thought and asked, "Is she a student from our school?"
"No, she rented a shop not far from the art institute, intending to open a gallery there," Xie Landi said, "That girl is around twenty-two or twenty-three, very, very pretty."
"Nian Mutong?" Chiang Xiao suddenly asked.
Xie Landi thought for a mont, and then made a sound of realization, "You know her too? That’s the na."
This should be so very unexpected information that Chiang Xiao returned to the dorm to find out.
How did Ye Wanqing get entangled with Nian Mutong?
Why did Nian Mutong suddenly want to open an art gallery?
Could Ye Wanqing’s painting have been obtained through Nian Mutong?
She asked a few more questions, chatted with them for a while, then left the art institute without planning to stay.
On her way back, Ah Liu was still waiting for her, and the light was on, he was practicing calligraphy.
"Dad, your handwriting is really good," Chiang Xiao went over, resting her chin lightly on his shoulder, leaning affectionately against him.
Ah Liu turned his head and glanced at her, a slight smile appearing.
"Little, I have sothing to tell you. When I woke up from my nap, I rembered a few things."
"Hmm?" Chiang Xiao was startled and imdiately asked, "Dad, what did you rember?"
"I thought about ho, didn’t see anyone, but I know the house is very, very big, with lots of trees and flowers, and bamboos. Oh, and also small bridges, flowing streams, rock gardens, and pavilions."
Ah Liu’s words made Chiang Xiao’s heart skip.
"Dad, you must have been born into a wealthy family, right?"
A house that big, with small bridges, flowing streams, rock gardens, and pavilions, how large would it have to be?
"Yes, Dad’s family should be quite well-off." Ah Liu wasn’t humble at all, and he said this with great certainty, "There probably aren’t many families in the whole country that could have such luxury."
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