He paused, then continued, "Including the time that kid kept harassing you these past two days, I apologize to you on his behalf."
"When I get back, I'll definitely teach him a lesson."
Jiang Ningxi raised her eyebrows slightly.
I never expected that this old man would go to such lengths to request a painting.
"Please have a seat, sir."
"Qi Xing, quickly brew a pot of good tea."
After the two of them sat down on the sofa, Old Master Fu spoke again.
"Actually, I came here to explain something to you."
“It was wrong of my grandson to harass you, but it was for my sake as his grandfather, so please forgive him, Miss Jiang.”
Jiang Ningxi curved her lips into a smile and said, "Forgive me?"
"He just threatened me, and I'm still feeling very uneasy."
After saying that, she first raised her hand and patted her chest, looking as if she still had lingering fear.
Then I took out my phone and pulled up a recording.
It was a recording of her conversation with Fu Xingzhou just now.
It's to be used as evidence in case anything goes wrong in the future.
"You said I want to sue him for intimidation and threats. Can you file a case?"
In an instant, the expression on the face of the old man sitting opposite him changed.
He was genuinely angry.
He had just come to apologize when his own grandson slapped him in the face.
I don't know when it started, but my grandson has become more and more unruly.
She was completely different from before, which made him increasingly disappointed.
For the first time in his life, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Tell me quickly.
"Ahem, just kidding, that kid was definitely joking with you."
"I'm sorry I scared you. I apologize again on behalf of that kid."
"Old man, have you heard this saying before?"
“If an apology were enough, what would we need the police for?” Jiang Ningxi said, smiling as she put her phone away.
Grandpa Fu almost choked on the tea in his mouth.
He quickly coughed a few times and said, "I guarantee with my decades of reputation that the thing you're worried about will absolutely not happen."
"Otherwise, I'll make sure that kid doesn't get away with it myself."
Considering that the old man was almost out of coughing, Jiang Ningxi reluctantly nodded.
"Alright, for your sake, I'll let it go for now."
"But let me make this clear: if he dares to do anything to me again, and I hit him too hard, you can't blame me."
Old Master Fu was somewhat aware of her abilities.
Just kidding, someone who can uproot trees and wreak havoc on wild boars!
Even her own grandson wouldn't be able to withstand a single punch from her!
"Yes, I know, don't worry, it definitely won't happen."
After saying that, he took another sip of tea before continuing.
"Ahem, actually, besides apologizing, there's something else I'm here for today."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ningxi simply continued sipping her tea without saying a word.
Grandpa Fu couldn't help but think to himself, "This girl is really good at keeping her composure."
"Ahem, I'd like to ask, young lady, who is your teacher? Your painting skills are so unique, could you paint a picture for me?"
"The painting you gave me at the last birthday banquet was accidentally dirtied by that brat Yiming, which made me so angry that I haven't been able to sleep well for the past few days."
Seeing the genuine pain on his face, Jiang Ningxi slightly curled her lips, "My master wasn't famous; he passed away a long time ago."
What she said was indeed true.
In her past life, near the orphanage she lived in, there was an old man who collected scraps.
She loved going there and found that although the old man was fierce, he was a very kind person.
I learned it later.
In his youth, he was very good at painting antique-style paintings, commonly known as... fakes!
However, he was blacklisted by the art world once because he offended a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong.
So in his old age, he fell into poverty and had to make a living by collecting scraps.
After learning all this, she kept pestering him to teach her to draw.
However, because he didn't want her to follow in his footsteps, the old man refused to teach her how to paint imitations, but instead passed on his unique painting techniques to her.
I never imagined that I would find someone here who would appreciate my painting skills.
If that old man knew, he would be very happy.
When Grandpa Fu heard that her master had passed away, his face was filled with regret.
But then he quickly thought of something and immediately spoke up.
"Girl, your painting skills are very unique, I admire them very much. Could you paint another picture for me?"
"Don't worry, I definitely won't let you do it for nothing. Name your terms."
"As long as it's within my power!"
"You flatter me too much. I'm not that amazing," Jiang Ningxi said with a modest smile.
Grandpa Fu waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't care about fame, I only care about what I like!"
"I think your paintings are really worthwhile!"
He paused for a moment, then added, "It's okay, you can think about it again. Once you've decided what you want, contact me."
"If I can keep one of these paintings before I'm buried, I'll die without regrets!"
Jiang Ningxi: ...
"Ahem, there's no need to exaggerate like that."
"How about this, as long as you can offer something that you consider to be of equal value to my painting in exchange, I can paint a new one for you!"
This question really stumped Grandpa Fu.
Since they are at the same price point.
That means that thing is also very important to him!
However, he certainly wouldn't immediately reject it.
Instead, she nodded and said, "You really live up to your reputation, girl!"
No wonder both of his grandsons have been humiliated by her!
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