Quick time travel strategy hero one hundred methods

Chapter 229 The Young Master of the Aristocratic Family, My Food 24
What does Ling Meiqin mean by this?
Are you belittling Qin Wanwan blatantly?

She is really outspoken, she can say whatever she wants.

"It's not heavy, it's just a few scrolls." Shen Yuchen replied.

"Painting scroll? Could it be that my cousin has some paintings he likes, so he bought them back at a high price?" Ling Meiqin's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Shen Yuchen shook his head: "It's just an empty scroll."

"Empty scroll? Cousin, you want to paint?" Ling Meiqin kept asking, "The paintings my cousin made must be very beautiful. Can I also appreciate it then?"

She was chirping like a bird, Qin Wanwan couldn't bear it.

"This is my empty scroll, and it is also for me to paint. If Miss Biao wants to see it, why not go to my courtyard?"

Qin Wanwan knew that Ling Meiqin had always disliked her, so why would she go to her courtyard, so she said so.

Ling Meiqin snorted coldly, and she really rejected her.

"Since it's Qin Wanwan's, you still let your cousin hold it. You don't feel sorry for your cousin at all." Ling Meiqin complained.

Qin Wanwan didn't want to pay attention to her, so she took the bag off Shen Yuchen's shoulder and carried it on her body.

But Shen Yuchen grabbed the bag and refused to let her take it away.

"Are you looking down on me? I can still do this little thing."

After Shen Yuchen finished speaking, he walked forward with big strides.

What the hell is he doing?Qin Wanwan chased after her.

Ling Meiqin stood there with a dazed expression.

"You are the young master of Shen's residence, I really can't afford this little girl, I'm afraid I'll tire you." Qin Wanwan said aside.

"Meiqin's children's habits are also spoiled by her uncle at home, so you don't have to worry about her. Besides, I'm a big man, and I'm too tired to carry this little thing, so I'm a little too weak." Shen Yuchen road.

He is really a straight man, he only thinks that Ling Meiqin is a spoiled little girl.

Could it be that he couldn't see that all the words Ling Meiqin said were embarrassing Qin Wanwan?

Qin Wanwan sighed, and followed him to her own courtyard.

Shen Yuchen put the scroll on the table, and was about to speak when Ling Meiqin chased after him.

"Can Miss Qin also paint?" She asked softly.

"It's just drawing casually, not as skilled as those masters." Qin Wanwan replied.

Ling Meiqin smiled faintly: "I thought that Ms. Qin is a country girl who only knows how to farm and do rough work. I didn't expect to be able to paint. She is really capable."

She was quite jealous.

Who knows that Shen Yuchen's favorite thing besides poetry and writing is painting.

Qin Wanwan actually has the same interests as him.

"Cousin, thank you." Qin Wanwan didn't want to pay attention to her.

Seeing her like this, Ling Meiqin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Cousin, can you accompany me to my aunt's place?" Ling Meiqin grabbed Shen Yuchen's arm and wanted to walk out.

Shen Yuchen couldn't resist her, so he could only follow in her footsteps.

"Draw well, and I will come to appreciate it." He left such a sentence before leaving.

Qin Wanwan felt quite relieved in her heart.

Although she knew that Ling Meiqin deliberately kept Shen Yuchen from contacting her, she didn't care.

Qin Wanwan put the scroll on the table, ready the pen and ink, and started to draw.

Her movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and according to the brushwork taught by her grandfather, she began to appear on the paper bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)