Jing Zhiwan didn't notice Wei Che's perfunctory attitude at all, and was completely immersed in her own joy.
She was in high spirits and led everyone for a slow stroll in the garden with brisk steps. Every time she passed a carefully arranged landscape and rare flowers, she introduced them incessantly.
"Sister Su, look at the pond over there. The lotus flowers in it have only recently bloomed. The tender pink petals surrounded by lotus leaves are so beautiful and charming."
As Jing Zhiwan spoke, her eyes sparkled and sparkled with brilliant light, as if the beautiful scenery in the garden were all rare treasures that she was most proud to show off.
Everyone looked in the direction she pointed. A gentle breeze blew by, and the lotus leaves and lotus flowers swayed gently, creating layers of green and pink waves, interweaving into a dreamlike picture. It was truly beautiful and intoxicating.
Mrs. Wei couldn't help but admire sincerely: "These lotus flowers are so beautiful, Miss Jing, your garden is really unique and has a unique charm. I am so fascinated by it that I can't bear to leave."
Jing Zhiwan's face instantly blossomed with smiles, like a flower blooming in spring, and she said enthusiastically, "If you like it, please come often in the future. You are always welcome here."
After saying that, she quickly turned to look at Wei Che, with a hint of cautious expectation in her eyes, and asked softly: "Master Wei, which one do you think is better, this lotus or the peony I saw just now?"
Wei Che slowly withdrew his gaze from the pond, nodded gently, and responded calmly: "They are all beautiful, each with its own unique charm and grace."
His voice was calm, but if you looked closely, you could see a fleeting glint of impatience in his eyes.
Su Huaiyue stood quietly by, taking it all in, but never uttered a word.
Just as everyone was immersed in the picturesque beauty of the garden, Jing Zhiwan seemed to suddenly think of something. Her eyes lit up and she excitedly suggested, "It's rare for us to gather here. Why don't we set up a chessboard in the garden and have a game to add some fun to today's gathering? What do you all think?"
When Wei Yunrou heard this, she immediately perked up and clapped her hands excitedly, "Great, great! I haven't played chess in a long time, and my hands have been itching to do it for a long time."
Madam Wei also smiled lovingly and nodded, saying gently: "That's a good idea, Zhiwan, let's do as you say."
Soon, the servants swiftly brought the chessboard and chess pieces, and everyone sat around together, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
Jing Zhiwan took the initiative to invite Wei Che to play chess with her without hesitation. Wei Che had no choice but to agree reluctantly.
The chess game officially began. Jing Zhiwan was completely focused and immersed in the game. She would think carefully for a long time before making each move. She was thinking about showing off her intelligence and talent in front of Wei Che.
However, Wei Che seemed a little absent-minded, his eyes always involuntarily sweeping towards Su Huaiyue, and the chess pieces in his hand seemed to fall casually, completely lacking the concentration and composure he usually had when playing chess.
Su Huaiyue sat aside, quietly watching Wei Che and Jing Zhiwan play chess, with mixed feelings in her heart, all kinds of feelings intertwined together, difficult to describe.
After a few rounds, Jing Zhiwan gradually gained the upper hand. Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she couldn't help but say, "Master Wei, it seems that you are not in good shape today. I am going to beat you."
Wei Che smiled bitterly, his face showing some helplessness: "Miss Jing is an excellent chess player, it is true that I am not as good as her."
There wasn't a trace of loss or frustration in his tone, but rather a sense of relief.
After the chess game was over, Jing Zhiwan seemed to be still unsatisfied and enthusiastically suggested that everyone paint together. She immediately ordered someone to bring pens, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them neatly on the stone table in the garden.
"Sister Su, I've long heard that you are exceptionally talented and gifted. Today, please allow us to witness your superb skills."
Jing Zhiwan said to Su Huaiyue with a smile, but if you look closely, you can see the provocation flashing in her eyes.
Su Huaiyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said modestly: "Miss Jing, you are too kind. I only know a little bit, so I am sorry to show my ugliness."
After saying that, she gracefully picked up the paintbrush, lightly dipped it in ink, and after a little thought, she splashed ink on the paper, her movements smooth and flowing, completing the painting in one go.
After a while, a lifelike landscape painting appeared before everyone.
In the picture, the green mountains lie across the earth like a winding dragon, the green water flows gently, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a dream, as if it is a paradise.
When everyone saw it, they expressed their sincere admiration. Even Jing Zhiwan had to admit that Su Huaiyue's painting skills were indeed superb and impressive.
Wei Che looked at Su Huaiyue's painting, and his eyes softened a little.
He seemed to see the tranquility and beauty deep in Su Huaiyue's heart through this painting. Those emotions that he had buried deep in his heart for a long time surged into his heart again like a flood that broke through the dam.
However, Jing Zhiwan didn't want Su Huaiyue to always be the focus of everyone's attention.
She rolled her eyes, still smiling, and said, "Sister Su's paintings are certainly good, but today we're here to celebrate you finding the shop. Why don't we use the shop as the theme and make another painting? What do you think?"
After hearing this, everyone thought the proposal was quite interesting, so they all picked up their paintbrushes and began to conceive and create.
Wei Che looked at the paintbrush in his hand, but his mind was not on painting at all. His mind was full of Su Huaiyue's figure.
The image of Su Huaiyue running around looking for a shop appeared in his mind...
But just as he was thinking about it, Jing Zhiwan suddenly came over and asked him with a smile: "Master Wei, have you decided what to draw?"
This sudden question interrupted his thoughts. He came back to his senses in a panic and stammered, "Still...still thinking about it."
At this time, Su Huaiyue had already started painting. Her brushstrokes were still steady and agile. After a while, the outline of the shop gradually emerged on the drawing paper.
The shop looked exactly like the one they had seen together before. She described every detail vividly, as if one could see the bustling scene when the shop opened in the future.
Crowds of people gathered around to watch and praised it non-stop.
Jing Zhiwan looked at Su Huaiyue's paintings, and the fire of jealousy in her heart grew stronger and stronger. She bit her lip and sped up her painting, wanting to surpass Su Huaiyue in painting skills.
Just when everyone was concentrating on painting, Madam Wei suddenly coughed lightly a few times and her face looked a little unwell.
Wei Yunrou had sharp eyes and immediately noticed something was wrong. She hurriedly asked with concern, "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
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