Chapter 358 Uncle Fu Loves You Very Much
Their eyes met, and both were clearly somewhat surprised.
Qi Yue stared blankly at Shen Qingshu.
After a long while, he stood up, looked at Shen Qingshu, and asked, "Are you the owner of this gallery?"
Shen Qingshu walked over, looked at his precocious appearance, and after a moment of silence, said, "You are still a minor. If you want to enroll in a class, you need to be accompanied by your parents."
“My mom doesn’t care about me.” Qi Yue looked at Shen Qingshu, who was only eight years old but spoke like an adult: “I can make my own decisions, and I can do whatever I want with Sunday afternoons.”
This child, despite his young age, already possesses the demeanor of a big shot.
To put it simply, it's Lao Shen.
But he is Qi Mingxuan's son and Fu Siyan's stepson.
Shen Qingshu didn't really want to take him in.
"I'm sorry, but according to regulations, our gallery cannot enroll minors without parental consent," Shen Qingshu said in a businesslike tone.
"Is it because my mother is Qi Mingxuan that you don't want to take me in?"
Shen Qingshu paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, so don't force people to do things against their will. I open a business, but I don't have to do every kind of business."
"But the advertisement at your door says that talented players can represent your team in international competitions."
Qi Yue looked at Shen Qingshu and raised an eyebrow: "I think I can."
Shen Qingshu: "..."
Despite his young age, he speaks with quite a bit of confidence.
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and bluntly stated, "You are the young master of the Qi family. What kind of competition do you want to participate in? My gallery is for children who need support more. You should leave."
Qi Yue was taken aback.
He looked at Shen Qingshu, a fleeting look of melancholy in his eyes.
Just because he is the young master of the Qi family, does he not even have the opportunity to pursue fair competition like ordinary people?
He dislikes the identity of being the young master of the Qi family!
I don't like it at all!
Qi Yue lowered his head, looking so dejected that the parents waiting to pick up their children couldn't bear to see him like that.
A parent stepped forward to persuade Shen Qingshu, "Teacher Shen, I think this child really wants to study with you. Why don't you let him come?"
"Yes, Ms. Shen, I think this child is quite opinionated, and he seems to genuinely enjoy drawing."
The parents chimed in with their own comments.
Helpless, Shen Qingshu could only take a step back and ask him, "Can you paint traditional Chinese paintings?"
Qi Yue: "Yes."
"Then pick a painting and try to copy it on the spot."
“No problem.” Qi Yue glanced at the paintings on the wall.
Those are all works by Shen Qingshu.
Paintings not intended for external sale.
Qi Yue pointed to one of the outfits: "I'll choose this one."
That was painted by Shen Qingshu last year. It's an ancient-style landscape painting without very complicated lines. It looks simple, but the key is actually the color scheme.
Shen Qingshu felt that Qi Yue was deceived by the seemingly simple lines and composition of this work, and thought that this was the easiest painting to paint, so he chose it.
She didn't believe Qi Yue could draw it.
But soon, Shen Qingshu realized she was wrong.
As Qi Yue selected the brushes, mixed the ink, and tested the ink... a hint of amazement appeared in Shen Qingshu's eyes.
Qi Yue is talented.
Almost before he finished drawing, Shen Qingshu was certain of Qi Yue's talent.
If he weren't Qi Mingxuan's son, she would have kept him without hesitation.
They can also offer a discount on his tuition.
However, he is Qi Mingxuan's son.
He is the 'son' that Fu Siyan now publicly acknowledges.
Shen Qingshu doesn't think she's that magnanimous.
No matter how talented Qi Yue is, she will not waver.
"You have exceptional talent, and with your family background, you will definitely be able to find a very good teacher to guide you."
Qi Yue had only finished painting half of it when he heard Shen Qingshu's words.
He stopped and looked up at Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu's expression was indifferent. "My gallery won't take you in. You can leave."
Qi Yue put down her paintbrush and looked at Shen Qingshu, "Is it because Uncle Fu married my mother that you don't like me?"
“Yes.” Shen Qingshu looked at the boy whose mind was far beyond that of an eight-year-old, her tone still cold: “Because of Qi Mingxuan, and because of Fu Siyan, I don’t want to have any contact with people or things related to them.”
Qi Yue seemed anxious and frowned as she explained, "Uncle Fu loves you very much. He and my mother are just business partners; they don't even live together."
Shen Qingshu merely smiled coldly, "I don't care. You're a child, and I don't want to be too harsh on you, but please don't come again."
Qi Yue looked at Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu withdrew her gaze and looked at Director Xue. "I'm leaving now. If he still refuses to leave, then call the police."
Director Xue nodded: "I understand."
Shen Qingshu turned around and walked straight out.
Qi Yue followed behind, unwilling to give up.
Shen Qingshu stepped into the elevator, and he followed her in.
Why is this child so difficult to deal with?
Shen Qingshu lowered her head, frowning as she looked at Qi Yue, "Wasn't I clear enough?"
Qi Yue looked at her, seemingly afraid that Shen Qingshu would kick him out, and said coolly, "My driver is waiting for me downstairs."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu said nothing more.
Qi Yue, however, continued to pester her to talk.
"Aunt Chen."
Shen Qingshu stared at the elevator wall, clearly not wanting to pay attention to him.
Qi Yue didn't mind her coldness. His aloof persona as a young adult softened, and he said to himself, "Uncle Fu warned me that I should be polite to you when I see you."
Shen Qingshu remained indifferent: "Thank you, but I think you can pretend you didn't see me and just ignore me."
"Uncle Fu said you are very nice and gentle." Qi Yue frowned, lowered his voice, and muttered, "But after interacting with you today, I only feel that you are quite indifferent."
Shen Qingshu gave a cold, curt smile.
Who cares about his thoughts?
Just then, the elevator suddenly shook!
The elevator, which was descending smoothly, suddenly came to a stop with a loud bang!
The elevator car was plunged into darkness.
At this moment, only Shen Qingshu and Qi Yue were in the elevator.
Before the elevator malfunctioned, it showed the third floor.
They are likely stuck between the second and third floors right now.
Shen Qingshu took out her phone; the signal was only showing one bar, but thankfully it wasn't completely cut off.
She tried calling Director Xue several times before finally getting through.
It was intermittent, and I don't know if Director Xue heard it clearly.
The call was dropped.
Shen Qingshu held onto the elevator handrail and turned on her phone's flashlight.
In the corner, Qi Yue curled up, his arms wrapped around his head.
Shen Qingshu frowned and tried calling him, "Qi Yue?"
Qi Yue did not respond.
Shen Qingshu hesitated for a moment, then walked towards him with her phone in hand.
"Qi Yue, are you alright...?"
"Mom, Mom, don't leave me alone, I'm scared, I'm scared of the dark, waaaaah..."
Shen Qingshu had just squatted down when Qi Yue suddenly pounced on her and hugged her.
The phone fell to the ground.
Pointing the flashlight downwards, the elevator car was plunged into darkness once again.
Qi Yue trembled uncontrollably, her sobs breaking down: "I'll study hard, Mom, please don't lock me up, Mom, it's so dark here, I'm so scared, waaaaah..."
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