"Unfortunately, I have this capital." Shen Qing curled her lips, glanced at Mo Yan, walked straight past her, and entered the elevator.

Mo Yan watched the girl disappear around the corner, and her eyes instantly became cold.

When Shen Qing came out of the laboratory, he received a call from Xia Mang.

"Qingqing, I'll be in the capital tonight, remember to pick me up at the airport." A woman's brisk voice came from the phone.

"What are you doing here? Won't you come over yourself? Shen Qing walked into the preparation room and unbuttoned the white coat.

Xia Mang sighed: "Qingqing, people are afraid of being alone~"

"Oh, then I'm afraid to die." Shen Qing got goosebumps and hung up the phone quickly.

Coming out of the laboratory, Shen Qing took the elevator downstairs, the elevator stopped on the fourth floor, and a young boy came in, wearing a mask.

"Shen Qing?" When Lin Ruiyang saw the girls, he was stunned when he thought of the performance of the welcome party.

"Hmm." Shen Qing glanced at him lightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, Shen Qing walked out, and Lin Ruiyang did not hesitate and followed behind her.

"Something?" Shen Qing stopped and looked back at him.

The boy had already taken off his mask, and he was a little afraid to look at Shen Qing's eyes, lowering his head, as if he had been bullied.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I'll get busy first. Lin Ruiyang glanced at her, turned his head and left.

Shen Qing stared at his back for a second before turning to leave.

Lin Ruiyang's attitude towards her seems to be a little respectful.

Shen Qing didn't delve into it, the Lan family's car was already waiting outside the door.

"Grandma!" It was Lan Yifan who came to pick up people this time.

When Shen Qing got into the car, Lan Yifan couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, do you still play the piano?" ”

Lan Yifan didn't know much about Shen Qing, but he also had a certain understanding.

He knew that Shen Qing was a genius, he could become the chief designer of DL, a Chinese painting artist, and his brain and fists were particularly good, but he didn't expect that this hand with a paintbrush could also play the piano.

Oh! What a treasure aunt!

"So-so." Shen Qing said lightly.

Lan Yifan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened, "Is this still called average?" ”

The Lan family collected a complete set of records of the pianist Reese, and the feeling that Shen Qing played, he thought he had put the original version.

It's called so-so?!

"You're asking so much." Sure enough, it's not comparable to ordinary people like him.

The car went to the Lan family's villa, and Lan Yifan opened the car door for Shen Qing after parking the car, "Grandma, please." ”

Shen Qing got out of the car and followed Lan Yifan in, and the maid took Shen Qing a change of shoes.

Lan Yifan took Shen Qing to the study on the second floor, and the old man was sitting inside, holding a brush in his hand, and was writing on rice paper.

"Qingqing, come and see, how is my handwriting?" When Lan Lao saw Shen Qing, he put down his pen very enthusiastically and beckoned people over.

Shen Qing walked over slowly, "Not bad." ”

Hearing the girl's evaluation, Lan Lao suddenly burst into laughter, Lan Yifan went up to put away the rice paper, and called a maid to come in and clean up the table.

Shen Qing and Lan Lao sat on the sofa next to them, and there were a few neatly cut pieces of jade on the coffee table in front of them, without any processing on them, and there were uneven places.

"This one looks pretty good." Shen Qing picked up a piece of jade and turned it in his hand, the color is very good, process it, get some tricks, and sell it for a high price.

"Well, this is jade from the south, I heard that when the jade was picked, the sky was colorful and auspicious, which was a sign of Darui." Lan Lao smiled like Shen Qing explained.

Lan Yifan rolled his eyes on the side, "Grandpa, it was just raining and a rainbow appeared, isn't it normal?" ”

Lan Lao was stunned and glared at him, "You shut up for me." ”

Lan Yifan's mouth was deflated, and he silently walked out of the study.

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows and put down the jade in his hand, "I'll keep a few of these." ”

"No problem." Lan Lao poured a cup of tea for Shen Qing, and the fragrance of tea lingered on the tip of his nose.

Shen Qing glanced at him, "The matter over there in Linghai Base hasn't been resolved yet?" ”

Lan Lao paused, and the atmosphere that was relatively relaxed and pleasant just now immediately solidified.

"Lan Wei was injured during a mission, and there are ghosts in the base." When Lan Lao spoke, his expression was very serious.

The Linghai base is a piece of fat, many people are staring at it, if something happens to the top of Linghai, everyone else will come to get a piece of the pie.