funbook-pk Chapter 200 Woman! You are good!
Chapter 200 Woman! You are good!
Jiang Ningxi just looked at him coldly and uttered a word lightly.
"roll!"
The next second, Fu Xingzhou stood up suddenly and kicked the stool behind him away.
boom--
There was a loud bang.
"Jiang Ningxi! Don't regret it!"
Jiang Ningxi smiled coldly again, "If my stool breaks! I want you to pay for my stool with your life!"
Fu Xingzhou felt like he was about to explode with anger.
No woman has ever dared to treat him like this.
"Woman! You're good!"
The next moment, he turned and left.
Seeing that he had finally left, Jiang Ningxi asked Qi Xing to bring over another bowl of soup.
"Luckily there's some left in the kitchen, otherwise, I'd chase that guy back and give him a beating!"
Qi Xing poured another bowl of soup and put it down.
He said with some amusement, "I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but I always feel that Mr. Fu seems to treat you a little differently."
Jiang Ningxi rolled her eyes. "Who cares what he does to me? I don't care."
Then he lowered his head and drank the soup happily.
*
When Fu Xingzhou returned to the Fu family's old house with soup all over his body and a gloomy face.
Mr. Fu's face full of anticipation turned into astonishment.
"You, how did you become like this?"
"I just wanted to ask you for a painting!" Fu Xingzhou threw the painting in his hand onto the pearwood desk in front of him and said angrily.
Mr. Fu immediately lowered his head and looked at the painting on the table nervously.
"What are you doing? Be careful not to get it dirty or damaged."
Fu Xingzhou: ...
"Shouldn't you care about me first?"
Mr. Fu didn't even look at him.
"It's just a little soup that got on you accidentally, just go back and take a shower."
"Take a shower and then let the doctor check you out. That should be fine, right?"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to spread out the scroll.
Soon, a familiar garden came into his sight.
Only after the scroll was completely unfolded did his old face become filled with uncontrollable excitement.
There was a flash of deep nostalgia in those red eyes.
Fu Xingzhou was a little curious. "Grandpa, although this painting looks beautiful, there's no need for you to be so excited."
Jiang Ningxi's garden painting is indeed very artistic and beautiful, making people feel as if they are there.
But it is not a masterpiece by a famous artist.
But soon, Fu Xingzhou discovered.
The scenery in this picture seems familiar.
Come to think of it, isn’t it somewhat similar to the old house of their Fu family?
"Did that woman paint this after our old house?"
Mr. Fu nodded repeatedly, but soon shook his head.
"I really didn't expect that she could draw it so exactly."
"Exactly the same? They're obviously just a little similar." Fu Xingzhou said pretending to be a little unhappy.
Hearing him say this, Mr. Fu turned his head and looked at him.
He smiled and shook his head, "So you don't understand."
"To be precise, the scene in this picture should not be called an old house, but a royal palace."
"It's exactly the same as in the few photos I saw of your great-grandfather when I was little."
After he finished speaking, he paused, and with a look of loneliness in his eyes, he said, "Now our old house is no longer as glorious as it used to be."
"I am very happy that I can still see such a scene in my lifetime."
"That girl Jiang Ningxi actually managed to draw such a scene based on only having been to our old house once. Isn't that amazing?"
Fu Xingzhou suddenly understood.
"Grandpa, do you still have those photos? Why have I never seen them?"
"You saw it when you were little, so you might have forgotten it."
"The photo is black and white, and it's not as pretty as this painting."
"But do you really want to look at the photos with me in a mess?" Mr. Fu asked, looking him up and down.
At this time, Fu Xingzhou also remembered that he was still covered in dirt.
His expression instantly turned worse.
"I'll go back and take a shower first, and then I'll come look at the photos with you later."
After saying that, he immediately turned and left.
It was more than an hour later that he returned to the study.
Mr. Fu, who had been sitting at the desk looking at the photos for a while, slowly raised his head and looked at him.
"Are you rubbing off all your skin?"
Fu Xingzhou: ...
"grandfather!"
"This is all Jiang Ningxi's fault!"
"If she hadn't deliberately splashed vegetable soup all over me, would I have needed to take so long to wash?"
Mr. Fu smiled slightly, "Oh, so that's it."
"It's okay. You won't have to ask her for paintings anymore. There won't be many opportunities to meet her anymore. Don't be angry anymore."
Fu Xingzhou should have been happy to hear him say that.
But I don’t know why, but I feel a little unhappy.
Some couldn't help but ask, "You like that woman's painting so much, is this one really enough for you?"
Old Master Fu smiled and shook his head slightly. "What can you do if you still want it? Are you going to force your grandson to work for someone else again?"
"Grandpa still loves you very much."
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Fu Xingzhou to speak, as if he had thought of something, and continued.
"Chinese New Year is coming soon. Bring your girlfriend over on New Year's Eve."
Looking at his expressionless face, Fu Xingzhou was a little confused about what he meant for a moment.
Puzzled, he asked, "You've always disliked Xinyao and disapproved of me being with her, haven't you?"
"Why did you suddenly ask me to bring her back?"
Or spend such an important day as New Year’s Eve together.
If others knew, they would definitely think that the Fu family had recognized her.
Old Master Fu looked up at him, snorted and said, "Of course I don't like it, but who asked my grandson to like it? I can only compromise, right?"
Fu Xingzhou always felt that there was something else in his grandfather's eyes.
He coughed lightly and said, "But you are more important to me, so forget it. I'll just spend New Year's Eve with you by myself."
But after he finished speaking, he thought of something and asked with a frown, "Will my dad come?"
Speaking of his son, Mr. Fu sighed.
He waved his hand and said, "I know you don't like him and won't let him come."
But soon, he added earnestly, "But you are father and son after all."
But before he could finish his words, he saw Fu Xingzhou turned around.
"Please stop talking. I will never be able to reconcile with that man."
"I'm back at the company."
After saying that, he left without hesitation.
Only Mr. Fu was left sighing alone in the study.
*
In a blink of an eye, it was the day before New Year's Eve.
Since there was no work to do, Jiang Ningxi stayed at home and watched TV.
I was watching the drama "Li Xin" in which she starred.
Qi Xing and the nanny are both on vacation.
But Qi Xing insisted on waiting until tomorrow to leave.
Jiang Ningxi knew in her heart that she was afraid that she would be lonely.
But no matter in her previous life or this life, she has become accustomed to celebrating the New Year alone.
This year I have a dog to keep me company, which is much better than my previous life.
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Laicai, who was lying next to him and watching TV with great interest.
He chuckled, "Silly dog."
Laicai turned his head and looked at her instantly.
Seeing that she was not looking for him for anything, he lay down again.
But as soon as he lay down, he heard movement at the gate.
It stood up again in an instant, jumped off the sofa, and went to the door.