I just want to inherit the family property and don't want to fall in love

Ning Xi laughed awkwardly: "Teacher, you didn't come here to ask me this, did you?"

Shui Wuyue could tell that Ning Xi was running away, but he couldn't say anything, besides, he really didn't come here to be a peacemaker for them.

"The Florence Academy of Fine Arts couldn't contact you, so they found me."

Listening to Shui Wuyue's explanation, they hoped that Ning Xi would take the entrance exam. With Ning Xi's level, it would be no problem for her to go to university there.

"Xiao Xi, what do you think?"

This news meant nothing to Ning Xi at all.

If it had been earlier, she might still have a glimmer of hope to persuade her mother to take her to Europe with her.

But now she has once again felt her mother's determination, she will not leave Haicheng.

If she chooses to study abroad, firstly, she will have no way to take care of her mother, and secondly, the most important thing is that once she goes abroad, Ning Xuan's restless mother and daughter will definitely play tricks on her, which will definitely affect her inheritance of the Ning family.

After being silent for a while, Ning Xi said firmly, "I give up."

"Give up? Why give up? This opportunity is rare."

The Academy of Fine Arts in Florence is one of the top three art schools in the world. Whether it is historical memorials, medical atmosphere, or academic research, it is one of the best.

With Ning Xi's talent, if she enters this Academy of Fine Arts again, her future achievements will be immeasurable.

This is also the reason why Minazuki hurried over and told her about it face to face.

Unexpectedly, Ning Xi made a decision so quickly, but gave up this opportunity.

"I'm sorry, teacher, for disappointing you."

Ning Xi was a little afraid to look into Minazuki's eyes.

God knows how sad she felt when she made this decision.

Painting is the happiest thing in her life, and only when painting can she truly forget all her troubles, even who she is.

When painting, she can stop thinking about her mother's obsession and her own mission.

It can be said that painting is the dream she pursues, but because of the tasks her mother entrusted to her, she can only stay obediently in Haicheng.

Haicheng University also has a painting major, but compared to the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, it is naturally far behind.

However, Ning Xi had no choice.

After sending Shui Wuyue away, Ning Xi had no intention of continuing to draw design drafts. She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

After leaving Ning Xi's rental house, Shui Wuyue couldn't understand Ning Xi's decision, so she drove to Gu Tingjun's place, hoping that he could persuade Ning Xi.

When he came to Gu Tingjun's apartment, Shui Wuyue was shocked to find that he was wearing an apron and holding a spatula, looking like a family husband.

"Are you...?"

Shui Wuyue was startled, with a big mouth, pointing to the apron on his body, as if seeing a ghost.

"Why this expression?"

Gu Tingjun rolled his eyes at him, turned back to the kitchen, and Shui Wuyue quickly followed.

"Jun, you haven't cooked for a long time, why do you think of cooking by yourself today? It seems that I still have good food."

Minazuki happily went to wash her hands, and went into the kitchen to help.

Gu Tingjun ignored him, so naturally he couldn't tell him that he couldn't eat takeaway because he missed Ning Xi's cooking skills, so he had to do it himself.

"Jun, guess where I just went?"

Minazuki stood aside, unable to intervene, only chatting.

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Why is it okay? I'm going to find Xiao Xi."

Gu Tingjun was still frying his own dishes, and let out an "oh" in his throat.

"Oh? That's it?"

Shui Wuyue was a little dissatisfied with his reaction, this guy obviously cared about Ning Xi very much, but it was really awkward to look indifferent.

As Gu Tingjun's friend, Minazuki knows that Gu Tingjun is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

It is difficult for ordinary people to get close to him, but as long as he is approved, he will treat his friends sincerely.

Shui Wuyue had never seen Gu Tingjun treat others so well, and Ning Xi was the only one.

"Love to talk or not to talk."

Gu Tingjun reached out to turn off the fire, put the food on a plate, and took it to the restaurant.

Shui Wuyue pursed her mouth and followed.

"She lives outside by herself now. The house is small but not bad. When I went, she was drawing a picture, which was..."

Gu Tingjun glared at Minazuki, and said impatiently: "Say the key point."

He didn't think Shui Wuyue would mention Ning Xi for no reason.

Sure enough, Shui Wuyue put on a dull expression: "Okay, okay, okay. That's how it is. Xiao Xi rejected the invitation for the entrance examination of the Florence Academy of Fine Arts. I want you to persuade him. This is for Xiao Xi It's a great opportunity."

After listening to Mirazuki's words, Gu Tingjun put down the plate, looked at him and said seriously: "Yue, she has her own choice, and others have no right to interfere. You can't, and I can't either."

"But……"

Shui Wuyue does not hope that one day in the future, Ning Xi will regret today's choice.

Just like when he was addicted to drag racing back then, now he regrets day and night that he killed his mother.

He didn't want Ning Xi to follow in his footsteps.

"Little things are under pressure that he can't bear at his age, and he can't help himself in many things. Do you think he really wants to give up? He has to give up."

Regarding Ning Xi's situation, Gu Tingjun knew much more than Shui Wuyue.

The Ning family was not easy to inherit. Although Ning Jianye only had one daughter besides Ning Xi, Ning Jianye's wife, Zhao Shulan and Ning Xuan, were not easy-going mothers and daughters.

Gu Tingjun's words made Shui Wuyue realize something, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

Today he saw the flower painted by Ning Xi. Although it was not colored, Shui Wuyue could tell it was a mandala at a glance.

The words of mandalas are very complicated, and the flower language of mandalas of different colors is also different.

But painters seldom draw this kind of flower, most of them think that the meaning of this kind of flower is rather dark.

Ning Xi actually drew a mandala, does it mean that she has a lot of dark things in her heart?

For example, his sister Ning Xuan.

Shui Wuyue recalled what that woman did at his art exhibition some time ago, and immediately felt a little sympathetic to Ning Xi.

Growing up in that kind of family environment, Ning Xi was really pitiful.

Now that Gu Tingjun said that, even though Shui Wuyue regretted Ning Xi's choice, she didn't continue talking, but changed the topic.

"How is your alin?"

"What's your business?"

Gu Tingjun glanced at him, thinking he was very noisy.

"What's wrong with my good brother who cares about your love life? Isn't there a strange rule in your family that you will be dismissed if you don't have children before the age of 30."

Shui Wuyue patted Gu Tingjun's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Because of Alin, you dared to offend Grandpa, and you just broke off the engagement. Doesn't this prove that you are in love with her?"