The old lady simply threw the shrimp meat on the plate and asked out loud again, "Qingqiu, what do you think of grandma's proposal?" ”

Shen Qingqiu put down his chopsticks and replied obediently, "Grandma, I live with my grandfather now." ”

"That's right." The wishful thinking in the old lady's heart fell short, and a trace of loss crossed her eyes.

Originally, I thought that the building near the water would get the moon first, so that Fu Tingshen and Shen Qingqiu would live under the same roof, but I didn't expect people to live with my grandfather.

After dinner, Fu Tingshen took Jiang Mu to the study to deal with the work, and when he walked out of the study after handling everything, he saw a warm picture in the living room at a glance.

Shen Qingqiu thoughtfully sat beside the old lady and chatted, the warm light in the living room poured on her body, outlining her face like a cold jade, with a gentle smile on her face, patiently listening to every word the old lady said.

At this moment, Fu Tingshen finally had a clear concept of home.

"Tingshen." The old lady noticed Fu Tingshen who was standing at the top of the stairs and lost his mind, and beckoned to him, "Since you are done, accompany Qingqiu to take a walk around, I'm a little tired, let's go rest first." ”

"Okay." Fu Tingshen nodded, and then looked at Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu stood up, "Grandma, you have a good rest." ”

After Lian left the person, the smile on the old lady's face faded, and she sighed with a little melancholy, "I hope this stinky boy can fight for breath and win the favor of other little girls." ”

"Just relax." Aunt Pei stood beside her, and also looked at the matching figures at the door, "Young Master is so outstanding, Miss Shen will definitely be tempted." ”

When the old lady heard this, a hint of an intriguing smile appeared on her face, "Where do you think Qingqiu's girl can be worse?" ”

From Shen Qingqiu's words and deeds, and how she treats people, it is not difficult to see that the good upbringing and quality she has received since she was a child are all imperceptibly formed, and they are by no means something that can be practiced in a short period of time.

Judging from her years of experience, Shen Qingqiu is by no means a thing in the pool.

I'm afraid that Ting Shen, a stinky boy, will be difficult to hug the beauty easily.

There was still a sporadic drizzle in the sky, and Shen Qingqiu reached out to feel the touch of the raindrops falling on his palm.

Fu Tingshen stood on one side with one hand in his pocket, his thin lips slightly hooked, admiring her delicate face, "Do you want to go to the tea room with me?" ”

Shen Qingqiu turned his eyes, and suddenly crashed into the deep eyes, and was firmly imprisoned in them.

Her fingertips curled up slightly, exhaled lightly, controlled the chaotic heartbeat, and smiled, "Okay." ”

The tea room is located in the west wing, with an antique style and exquisite elegance.

The arched Bogu frame divides the tea room into two areas, the outer room is placed a table, one corner of the table is a bronze incense burner, a wisp of blue-white smoke curls up, rises into the air and spreads like a mist gradually spreads to the corners of the outer room, and complements the residual tea fragrance in the air.

Shen Qingqiu looked around and noticed a painting hanging on the wall of the inner room, his eyes flashing slightly.

The painting was "Spring Clouds and Dawn" by the ink-splashing painter Zhang Daqian, which was sold anonymously at auction.

But anyone who can be invited to participate in the Sotheby's auction is worth 200 million is the primary threshold.

Becoming an anonymous auctioneer means that the person has been an intermediate member for at least three years and is worth more than one billion.

Shen Qingqiu's gaze at Fu Tingshen was mixed with a hint of exploration and scrutiny.

What is this man's identity?