Chapter 553 Because She’s Lazy

Riding a horse, throwing a ball...

After playing around with them one by one, I finally ran out of energy for the two little guys.

Looking at Ruibao and Qibao sleeping soundly in the crib, the old man, the old lady and Qin Mengjie all breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way back in the car, Lu Xingyue didn't know how many times she yawned.

Little Yundong, who is a talkative person, is now sleeping soundly in her arms.

The light snoring was like a lullaby, making her yawn one after another.

"Those two little guys are so energetic." Wu Yunfeng couldn't help but yawn.

As he spoke, he glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"Do you know what Dad and Chen Feng are busy with?" Lu Xingyue suddenly remembered this.

"How would I know about Dad's affairs?" Wu Yunfeng concentrated on driving.

"Virtue, just don't tell me. Do you really think I want to know?" Lu Xingyue snorted.

"Don't tell anyone else about family matters, especially those related to my parents. Don't tell anyone about anything." Wu Yunfeng said seriously.

"I know, do you think I'm stupid?" Lu Xingyue tilted her head and smiled at him.

Sometimes she even wondered who her biological child was.

As for family affairs, Wu Yunfeng, the son-in-law, knows more about them than she, his own daughter.

"I'm not saying you're stupid, I'm just afraid you'll be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives," Wu Yunfeng explained.

"People with ulterior motives love to exploit these loopholes."

"You know what happened to the He family, right? If Boss He's daughter-in-law hadn't gone out and shown off to others, Boss He wouldn't have fallen so hard."

The He family cannot fall either.

"When you're in a high position, there are certain things and people you have to be wary of."

Lu Xingyue nodded.

"Your son has to eat less in the future. He almost broke my old waist." Perhaps because he felt the topic was too heavy, Wu Yunfeng changed the subject.

"Why don't you say that you are useless? The old man is so old and can still carry two people, but you are just carrying one and you are complaining here." Lu Xingyue sneered.

"Useless?" Wu Yunfeng emphasized the word, "I'll let you know whether I'm useful or not later."

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The other side

In the small courtyards on the east side of the city, lights were on all night.

It was not until dawn that Jian Qingyi put down the paintbrush.

On the sofa by the window, Lu Yaozong, Zhou Chenfeng, and Old Man Qiu were lying in all directions on the sofa.

The slight noise instantly woke up the sleeping people.

Several people rubbed their eyes and stood up.

"Sister-in-law, are you done painting?" Seeing that Jian Qingyi had put down her paintbrush, Zhou Chenfeng hurried over.

Jian Qingyi pointed at the desk and asked him to look for himself.

Zhou Chenfeng looked in the direction of her finger.

Seeing this, Lu Yaozong and Old Man Qiu also strode over. Just a glance.

Several people were stunned.

It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, but only that there is no difference.

"Little girl, it's great!" Old man Qiu looked at the painting with surprise.

He had never seen such a talented painter.

Lu Yaozong and Zhou Chenfeng also looked very happy.

"Little girl, can you..." Old man Qiu looked at Jian Qingyi with an excited tone.

"No!" Jian Qingyi interrupted.

"I haven't said anything yet." Old man Qiu frowned slightly.

"Nothing works." Jian Qingyi rubbed his neck.

After fighting all night, she felt like her arms were not her own.

How can I describe how tired I am with just one word?

When she gets back, she will definitely sleep for a whole day and night.

"Girl, I have something serious to tell you!" Old man Qiu racked his brains to think of how to persuade her.

"I don't sell paintings, nor do I give them away. I don't accept apprentices, nor do I serve as an apprentice to others." Jian Qingyi shattered all of Old Man Qiu's fantasies.

"Little girl, it's boring if you act like this." Seeing Jian Qingyi's stubborn look, Old Man Qiu couldn't help but frown.

Although you can't make a lot of money from restoring ancient calligraphy and paintings, it is also a skill.

If he didn't see that she had great talent in painting and copying, he wouldn't teach her even if he was given a mountain of gold.

"It's boring!"

Jian Qingyi covered her mouth and yawned, looking at Lu Yaozong and Zhou Chenfeng who were standing beside her.

"Dad, Brother Zhou, this has nothing to do with me, right?"

"It's okay, leave the rest to them." Lu Yaozong said with a smile.

"Is there a car to take me back?" She didn't want to walk a step at all.

It had been so long since she had stayed up all night that she really couldn't take it anymore.

"How about we go to Yunlai to eat something first and then go back after eating." Zhou Chenfeng raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist and asked the opinions of several people in the room.

"Okay! I haven't had breakfast at Yunlai Hotel yet!" Old man Qiu immediately became energetic.

"You guys go, I won't go. I'll just go home and have something to eat." Jian Qingyi was eager to go home at this moment.

"Then let's take you home first." Zhou Chenfeng knew that she was worried about the two little guys in the house.

Because Lu Yaozong's car was too eye-catching, Lu Yaozong and Old Man Qiu came here yesterday afternoon in someone else's car.

At this moment, Zhou Chenfeng's assigned car was parked alone at the gate of the courtyard.

These days, motorcycles are rare and precious, let alone cars.

Zhou Chenfeng's spare car was left here overnight and really attracted a lot of people's attention.

When a few people went out, someone from the opposite door was looking over here.

After all, they were all very alert. Seeing this, several people quickly got into the car.

Zhou Chenfeng stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out.

Leaving those people with a face full of car exhaust.

"Little girl, would you like to consider learning the restoration of ancient calligraphy and paintings from me? Let me tell you, your art department looks very glamorous, but how many people can actually paint?" Old man Qiu still wanted to fight for it.

There are many people who call themselves "painters", but there are only a few dozen truly famous ones.

Everyone, Master...

It is even rarer.

"I didn't say I wanted to be a painter!" Jian Qingyi leaned lazily on the back of the chair, facing the window.

Watching the street scene rapidly receding, I felt relaxed with an empty head.

"You study fine arts, but you don't want to be a painter. What do you want to do?" Old man Qiu looked incredulous.

If she doesn’t want to be a painter, why did she study art?!

"Does studying art mean I will become a painter? Can't it be that I'm lazy and don't want to learn those brain-intensive cultural courses, so I picked up art, which is easy and doesn't require me to think too much?" There was laziness in Jian Qingyi's voice.

Old Man Qiu: “…”

If you don't want to use your brain so much, why didn't you reincarnate as a pig?!

Being a pig, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating every day...

How nice!

Zhou Chenfeng couldn't help but chuckle.

Does Lu Yujing know that his wife is so lazy? !

"Little girl..." Old man Qiu wanted to say something.

"Please, let me rest for a while, okay?" Jian Qingyi closed her eyes.

I didn't close my eyes all night, and not only did my head feel dizzy, but my eyes were also dry and sore.

She could imagine how heavy her dark circles were without even looking in the mirror.

"Yi Yi, take a nap for a while. We'll call you when we get there." Lu Yaozong said softly.

"Yeah!" Jian Qingyi didn't open her eyes, but just responded softly.