After a flash marriage, she became the spoiled wife of a wealthy family

Mr. Fu didn't expect that he could hide his grandson's piercing eyes. After all, this kid had been very smart since he was a child.

Anyway, he won against his grandson, so he just needs to be happy.

The group of old guys drank tea for a while and chatted for a while, and they were somewhat exhausted.

"This man is old, but he can't compare with when he was young.

When I was young, it was not a problem to stay up for 3 days and 3 nights.

It's nothing like now. I've only been sitting in this pavilion for a long time, and I can't stand it any longer! "Old Li held the tea cup in his hand with a sad expression on his face.

The other old guys also nodded.

"Brothers, how about we leave today?"

An old guy couldn't help but speak.

When Mr. Fu heard this, he stopped playing chess and stood up unhurriedly and said, "Then I'll ask someone to send you off."

"No, no, no! There will be a driver to take us there when we come, so don't worry about going back!"

Old Li waved his hands repeatedly. He had lost so many games of chess to Mr. Fu today, and he didn't want to see Mr. Fu's old face again.

Mr. Fu stopped persuading, nodded, asked people to go into the pavilion to put away the tea cups, then turned to Fu Yanci and Shen Jiayue and said, "Let's go back to the house!"

Shen Jiayue and Fu Yanci held one of Mr. Fu's arms and helped the old man slowly back to the living room of the villa.

Fu's mother is laying out paintings there. The sun is very good today, which is very suitable for drying these paintings.

Mr. Fu and the three of them naturally saw the room full of paintings as soon as they came in.

A large part of these were collected by Mr. Fu when he was young.

After seeing these paintings, Mr. Fu couldn't help but become interested. He walked to the paintings and slowly began to appreciate them.

"When I was young, my favorite were Western oil paintings by Monet. I would basically buy all the works of famous Impressionists!"

Mr. Fu sighed and said to Shen Jiayue: "But when I got old, I fell in love with our domestic ink paintings!

Look at this picture..."

Pointing his skinny finger at the picture of a shrimp playing in the water, Mr. Fu said with emotion: "This shrimp is vivid, with beautiful limbs, and the large white space is used as water, it can be said to be lifelike!"

Shen Jiayue glanced briefly, pursed her lips and smiled: "This is Mr. Qi's work, right?

Mr. Qi's works are not realistic, but they are interesting!

The emphasis is on expressiveness rather than form!

But he makes the things he draws so lifelike, as if they can come alive at any time! "

These words made Mr. Fu's hand, which was stroking his beard, pause in place.

With deep surprise on his brows, he turned to look at his granddaughter-in-law.

"Have you also studied Mr. Qi's paintings?"

"I can't say for sure after studying it. I just briefly saw a few of his works and got a rough impression!" Shen Jiayue raised her clear eyes with a gentle look.

However, Mr. Fu didn't believe this at all. If he had only briefly seen Mr. Qi's paintings, how could he have such a sharp understanding?

Mr. Fu couldn't help but think about it. He wanted to see how many more surprises this granddaughter-in-law could give him, so he turned around and talked about Monet's paintings.

After Shen Jiayue hesitated for a few seconds, she said with some uncertainty: "I really don't know much about Monet's paintings, but there is still a very clear dividing line between Monet's early and later paintings.

The painting in front of me should be regarded as a budding work of his orthodox Impressionism..."

Shen Jiayue pointed at the painting and talked eloquently.

Her point of view is extremely sharp and clear, and she clearly explains the changes in the painter's brushwork and style.

There were many details that Mr. Fu himself did not notice, but Shen Jiayue recognized them at a glance.

How could Mr. Fu not be shocked by this?

"Were you really an actor in the entertainment industry before, rather than an art professor at the Academy of Fine Arts?"

He asked with a suspicious face, wondering if his grandson was lying to him before.

Fu Yanci saw what his grandfather was thinking, so he quickly shook his head and made an innocent gesture: "Grandpa, I never lied to you. Jia Yue was indeed just an actress before!"

"How can an actress know so much about calligraphy and painting? And she can play such an exquisite Go game!"

The ladies of ancient times were nothing more than this, and even many ladies of famous families today are far inferior to Shen Jiayue.

So Mr. Fu still didn't believe it and looked at his grandson and Shen Jiayue up and down.

Shen Jiayue felt dumbfounded for a moment, so she could only explain seriously: "Grandpa!

Yanci and I didn’t lie to you, I was indeed an actor before!

The reason why I know how to learn calligraphy, painting and Go is just to figure out the characters, so I studied by myself for a while! "

Self-study? To be able to achieve such a professional level through self-study is enough to show Shen Jiayue's amazing talent and also give a glimpse of her hardworking mentality.

Mr. Fu finally admitted that he had made a mistake. In such a long life, it was the first time in his life that he had made a mistake. This made him feel very complicated for a while.

"You are a good boy!" In the end, he could only hold back these words. After all, he really couldn't hold back his old face and apologize.

Since signing a contract with Mr. Wang's entertainment company, Liu Siqi is still in a period of adjustment. She doesn't have any drama appointments for the time being, and she likes to watch videos to decompress in her free time.

She recently fell in love with a short video posted by a food blogger. When she has nothing to do, she likes to browse the videos of this food blogger named Yueyue. Watching the blogger Yueyue handle various fish and shrimps easily and quickly, Liu Siqi even I came up with the idea of ​​cooking too.

"What are you looking at?" Mr. Wang, who had returned from a business trip, walked over with a beer belly.

Smelling the unique smell of fat and putrefaction, Liu Siqi endured the disgust in her heart and smiled with her charming lips: "What else can I see?

I just watch some food videos to pass the time! "

“Food video?”

Judging from Mr. Wang's fat body, we know that Mr. Wang is also a greedy person. When he heard about delicious food, he immediately became interested and quickly stretched his head to look at Liu Siqi's mobile phone.

The next second, his expression turned slightly weird: "Food blogger Yueyue?"

He muttered in surprise.

Seeing his expression, Liu Siqi couldn't help but straighten her back and raised her eyebrows curiously: "Do you know this blogger Yueyue?"

Hearing this question, Mr. Wang's expression became even weirder. He looked Liu Siqi up and down, and then prolonged his tone meaningfully.

“You know this food blogger too!”