Gu Jueye's thin lips curved slightly as he instructed the person beside him, "Take the wine in."
"yes!"
A member of the Gu family stepped forward and asked softly, "Seventh Master, what should we do with Old Master Tian's calligraphy and that white jade brush with lapis lazuli dragon pattern?"
"Send them to the old man's study as well."
"clear."
*
Grandpa Qin led the mentally challenged man back from his leisurely stroll outside.
When I got to my doorstep, the security guard came up and saluted me.
"Old Qin, the Duke just came by."
Old Qin responded, "Where is he?"
"They left an hour ago."
Old Qin raised an eyebrow and, puzzled, led the simple-minded man into the house.
Butler Qin immediately came forward, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Old Qin sensed a bad premonition: "What was that kid Gu Jueye doing here just now?"
"Sir, he went to your study, then to the wine cellar, and took some...things with him."
Old Qin gripped the dog leash tightly: "You idiot, let's go upstairs and take a look."
He quickly arrived at the study, and Qin Lao's gaze swept along the desk and over the entire room. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief; all his treasured possessions were still there.
What exactly did that kid take?
Butler Qin hurriedly followed. The old man was quite old, but he was still so decisive and efficient, so that he didn't even have time to say what he was about to say.
"Master, the Duke... he said he's been feeling inspired lately and suddenly wanted to practice calligraphy, so he came to the study and borrowed the white jade and lapis lazuli dragon-patterned calligraphy brush that you collected."
Old Qin's face immediately darkened. He walked to his desk, took out a key, and opened the left drawer, which was indeed empty.
"Why didn't you stop that brat?"
Butler Qin looked aggrieved: "How could we stop him? He said you often told him to practice calligraphy diligently, and he is now following your wishes."
Old Qin's chest heaved with anger, and he had to take a couple of breaths to calm the raging fire in his chest.
That brat actually used what he said to shut him up, and even took away his most treasured calligraphy brush. He was so angry that his heart ached.
"Wait... what's he doing in the wine cellar?"
Butler Qin smacked his forehead: "I almost forgot about that. Before he left, the Duke took two jars of wine from the cellar, saying that drinking wine would help him practice calligraphy better."
Old Qin shuddered, and asked with a stern face, "What kind of wine is he carrying?"
"It seems to be those two jars of Luzhou Laojiao that you collected."
Old Master Qin swayed and nearly fell, but Butler Qin rushed forward to help him up.
"That brat dared to take away my 50-year-old cellar liquor to drink? I'm going to break his legs."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Qin took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Gu Jueye's number.
The other party indicated that the phone was switched off.
Old Qin's face turned from green to white, and he paced back and forth in the study with a cold expression.
Outside the door, a member of the Qin family said, "Elder Qin, Dean Pei has arrived."
Old Qin paused slightly, standing with his hands behind his back. Could it be that Old Pei suddenly came over at this time to plead for that kid?
It's quite possible that they stole two of his treasures, knowing he would seek revenge later, so they brought in a gossip in advance.
"Hmph, brat, even if the Heavenly King himself came today, I'd still break your legs."
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