Went into the wrong room and offended the heir of a wealthy family

Chapter 309: No Waves with the Wind

These days, Lu Mingyue has been busy preparing a birthday party for Old Madam Zhuang, and the old lady has seen it all.

When Lan Xuran signed for Lu Mingyue, Madam Zhuang came to her daughter and whispered, "I like this little girl very much."

Mrs. Zhuang smiled and said, "Me too."

Then she seemed to have thought of something and said quickly, "Mother, I was the first one to see this girl. You can't snatch her from me."

When Yan Chengzhi asked her for the latest model of shoulder bag, she had chosen Lu Mingyue.

But she was lazy by nature. In the past year or so, she traveled everywhere and occasionally received invitations from the Queen to stay in the Queen's palace for a while. If it weren't for her mother's 80th birthday today, she might still be enjoying herself in some beautiful corner.

Although the old lady was old, she was still full of energy. She glared at her daughter and said, "Look at how many years I have left to live. You want to snatch a little girl from me?"

"Besides, with your lazy personality, can you take good care of Xiao Mingyue?"

Madam Zhuang said confidently, "I am more famous than you."

The old lady was so angry at her daughter that she laughed, but when she thought about it carefully, it was indeed true.

If the little girl follows her daughter, her future will be brighter.

"Okay, I'll give the little girl to you."

The mother-daughter duo naturally reserved Lu Mingyue as the inheritor of the Zhuang family's craft.

After the signature was signed, Mrs. Zhuang was about to go over to Mingyue to talk about accepting her as a disciple, but she saw Lan Xuran holding Lu Mingyue's hand and looking at her with fondness. "Little Mingyue also likes to listen to Peking Opera?"

Lu Mingyue nodded: "I like it."

Lan Xuran asked: "Can you understand? Do you know what Peking Opera is?"

Today's young people are impatient and only pursue excitement and pleasure. Few of them can calm down and appreciate these traditional arts.

Lu Mingyue said seriously: "Peking opera was once called Pingju, one of the five major Chinese operas, with the main tune being Xipi..."

She wanted to invite Lan Xuran to come out of retirement, so she naturally did her homework seriously. When she talked about the origin and sadness of Peking Opera, she was calm and spoke eloquently.

Lan Xuran could see that this girl was a good kid who worked hard, so she couldn't help asking, "Xiao Mingyue, do you want to learn Peking Opera from me?"

Zhuang's mother and daughter were shocked.

Although Madam Zhuang was a fan of Lan Xuran, she couldn't let her snatch her daughter's apprentice. She said quickly, "Teacher Lan, learning Peking opera requires training from a young age. Mingyue is already quite old. Isn't it too late to learn now?"

But Xiao Mingyue, who is only 25 years old: ...

Indeed, to learn Peking Opera one must start learning the voice and body movements from a young age. Lan Xuran felt a little regretful, but refused to give up and said, "I think this girl is very talented. If she is willing to work hard to learn, it may not be too late."

At this time, all the guests had not left yet.

Among these people, some were distinguished guests personally invited by Mrs. Zhuang, and a small number were loyal fans of Lan Xuran.

Those who were closer pricked up their ears and when they heard Lan Xuran say that he wanted to accept a disciple, they all looked at Lu Mingyue in shock.

Where did this little girl come from? Why does she seem to have a good relationship with the elders?

Lu Mingyue believed that she had limited conditions for learning opera, so she declined sincerely, "My voice is not good, I am afraid that I will disappoint Teacher Lan." Lan Xuran felt a little regretful, but she did not force it. She put the folding fan in her hand into Lu Mingyue's hand and said, "When you are free in the future, come and play with me often."

This Meilu bamboo folding fan is a rare commodity, and its price is extremely high in the art world. Lu Mingyue didn't know the value of it, and just thought it was a fan of relatively good quality, so she accepted it calmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Lan."

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Zhuang hurriedly took out a pair of white jade bracelets to give to Lu Mingyue.

The bracelets feel warm to the touch, and if you look closely, there seems to be a faint glow lingering around them.

Lu Mingyue could guess that the bracelets were not cheap, but she didn't dare to accept them. She quickly declined, "Today is the old lady's birthday party, how can I accept your things?"

The gift she gave to the old lady today was just an ordinary jadeite, which cost less than six figures.

But Madam Zhuang insisted that she accept it. Until Madam Zhuang said, "Xiao Mingyue, just accept it. Everyone is watching."

The guests were all paying attention to this side, and she was pushing it back and forth, which really didn't look good.

Lu Mingyue had no choice but to accept it, and secretly made up her mind to give Madam Zhuang a better gift later.

When the guests saw that Lu Mingyue received gifts from two seniors in succession, they were envious and shocked, and they remembered her completely.

After the birthday banquet, Mrs. Zhuang sent the guests away one by one on behalf of her mother.

Lu Mingyue and several staff members stayed behind to do the finishing work.

When the manor returned to its normal state, Lu Mingyue planned to leave, but Mrs. Zhuang asked her to leave later.

"I have something to ask you."

Mrs. Zhuang took out her latest designed bag.

The embroidery on this bag is a picture of flowers and birds, with two birds spreading their wings on the branches, ready to fly. The embroidery is so delicate that the two birds seem to be flying out of the picture.

"Xiao Mingyue, come and take a look. What's wrong with the use of colors in this picture?"

Lu Mingyue remembered that she had shown off in front of Mrs. Zhuang before when she was at Yan's Manor without knowing her identity. She felt a little embarrassed, "Mrs. Zhuang, the style of your bag matches the picture very well."

Mrs. Zhuang smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. Just draw my picture on paper and color it according to your own understanding."

When Lu Mingyue took paper, pen and watercolor and started painting, she really couldn't understand why she was suddenly sitting here painting when she was the planner of the birthday party?

She hadn't painted for many years since she missed the competition in high school, so she felt a little rusty when she started drawing.

Fortunately, it was just copying and coloring, so Lu Mingyue finished the painting quickly and added color. Madam Zhuang clapped her hands as she watched.

When she designed this picture before, she only focused on using colors to focus on the two birds, and the flowers and leaves became a foil, which gave people a very awkward feeling.

Now Lu Mingyue just slightly swapped the colors and the whole picture looked completely natural. Just looking at the painting made one feel relaxed and happy.

Mrs. Zhuang's eyes lit up slightly.

"Xiao Mingyue really knows how to use colors."

Even Old Madam Zhuang came over with her reading glasses to take a closer look.

This girl said that she hadn't touched a paintbrush for several years, but she could still draw at this level.

|Teaching can definitely lead to success.

Mrs. Zhuang, the honorary president of the Chinese Painting Association, suddenly regretted giving the little girl to her daughter. Just as Mrs. Zhuang was about to change her mind at the last minute, Lu Mingyue's cell phone rang.

After she answered the phone, she said to Mrs. Zhuang and the other two, "My boyfriend is here to pick me up, so I'll go home first?"

Madam Zhuang had to keep her words to herself.

Madam Zhuang escorted Lu Mingyue out of the manor and said as they walked: "Come to my manor in a couple of days. I have something important to discuss with you."

Lu Mingyue felt strange. What important matters could Madam Zhuang discuss with her?

Are we going to have another banquet?

She nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Outside the manor, Yan Chengzhi's car was parked aside. He stood beside the car waiting, his posture upright, quiet and patient.

Mrs. Zhuang joked, "I noticed last year that Mr. Yan liked our little Mingyue. Congratulations on your marriage." Yan Chengzhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

In just one day, Xiao Mingyue became her banker?

But he didn't ask, just smiled faintly, "Thank you, Mrs. Zhuang, I will definitely invite you when I get married."

After a few more words, Lu Mingyue and Yan Chengzhi got into the back seat of the car.

Yan Chengzhi saw that Lu Mingyue looked tired, so he smiled and hugged her, "Are you tired?"

Lu Mingyue nodded: "A little bit."

Old Mrs. Jiang was very difficult to deal with, but luckily she was able to handle the situation on her own without any danger.

Yan Chengzhi took one of her hands and gently rubbed her palm with his fingertips, as if he had something very important to say to her.

His eyes were dark, hiding a hint of deep weariness.