"Is it the Mystic Master who told big brother to dismantle the painting studio?" Fu Yingying’s tone was clearly marked with displeasure as she asked.
The old butler, seeing Fu Yingying’s displeasure, realized she was still upset about the painting studio being dismantled, so he quickly explained, "You can’t bla Miss Gu for this, the studio indeed had issues."
"If it weren’t for Miss Gu, the old man might have just passed away."
"Third Miss, don’t be upset. When Miss Gu arrives later, let her help calculate where it would be good to build a new studio. After that, let the master design another for you."
Upon hearing this, the Head of the Fu family imdiately echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, when Master Gu arrives later, I’ll ask her, and then rebuild a studio for you."
Hearing this, Fu Yingying reined in her displeasure, shook her head, and said, "No need to trouble, grandpa’s health is more important."
After saying this, Fu Yingying turned around and went back upstairs.
The Head of the Fu family lightly sighed upon seeing this.
After turning around, he looked at the old butler and said, "Later, remind to ask Master Gu where it’s suitable to build the studio."
The Head of the Fu family knew how much Fu Yingying loved the previous studio.
She completed almost every painting in that studio, so it’s normal for her to have a deep connection to it.
The old butler responded imdiately, "Understood."
After saying this, the Head of the Fu family and the old butler continued cooking.
About twenty minutes later, Fu Yingying’s voice ca from the living room, "Dad, I’m going on a trip, so I won’t be ho for dinner."
Upon hearing this, the Head of the Fu family ran out of the kitchen and saw Fu Yingying carrying a suitcase.
"Yingying, what’s this about?"
Fu Yingying explained, "I just got a call from the teacher, he wants to go to the Art Alliance. I might be away for a long ti this ti."
"This... why so sudden?" The Head of the Fu family said as he walked over to Fu Yingying, "At least have dinner before you go, the al is almost ready."
"I won’t eat, it’s urgent, I have to go," Fu Yingying said, pulling her suitcase and heading for the door, not forgetting to say to the Head of the Fu family, "Dad, goodbye."
"Take care on the road," the Head of the Fu family called out as he chased to the villa’s entrance, watching Fu Yingying get into a car, and then shouted, "Do you have enough money? If not, I can transfer you so."
"I have so," Fu Yingying replied, waving to the Head of the Fu family from inside the car, "Goodbye, Dad."
The Head of the Fu family, wearing an apron, stood at the villa’s door, watching Fu Yingying’s car leave.
Until the car disappeared from view, the Head of the Fu family’s expression on his face instantly retracted, then he turned to walk back inside, only to hear the sound of a car.
The Head of the Fu family paused, a smile reappearing on his lips, and turned around, "Did Yingying forget to..."
As he saw the incoming vehicle clearly, the smile on the Head of the Fu family’s lips instantly disappeared.
It wasn’t Fu Yingying’s car that arrived, but Fu Xiyan’s, followed by another car.
The two cars parked in front of and behind the villa, and six people got out.
The Head of the Fu family had no ti to pay attention to others; his eyes were all fixed on Jin Cengran.
"Cengran? Is your leg... is your leg healed?" The Head of the Fu family stared at Jin Cengran in shock.
Jin Cengran nodded to the Head of the Fu family, "Uncle," and then looked at his leg, "I t a Little Divine Doctor, who cured it."
The Head of the Fu family imdiately dragged his slightly chubby body, thumping down a few steps to Jin Cengran, sizing him up from head to toe, and finally patted his leg a few tis, "Hey, it really is healed?"
Jin Cengran kept his habitual gentle smile and nodded, "Yes, it’s healed."
"Where is that... Little Divine Doctor? Where did you et the Little Divine Doctor?" The Head of the Fu family asked Jin Cengran eagerly.
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