Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi each drove a car, one following the other back to the villa. Yu Ling sat in the living room drinking tea and reading a book, her shoulders covered, as always, with a shawl.
"Mom!"
Nan Mufeng pulled Jian Xi into the house, beaming with joy.
Yu Ling lifted her gaze, glanced at them indifferently, and returned to her book.
"Mom, do you want to meet Bi Qing?" Nan Mufeng asked excitedly.
Jian Xi tugged at Nan Mufeng, signaling him not to be so overexcited, like a child.
Yu Ling suddenly raised her head, "What did you say?"
"Do you want to meet Bi Qing? To talk about the paintings face to face. Do you want to?"
"Of course," Yu Ling's eyes shone with a frenzied light, "Have you found her?"
Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi exchanged a look, and Nan Mufeng smiled radiantly, "Yes."
"Great, great! Where is she? Hurry up and take me to her," Yu Ling once again dropped her aloofness, turning into a fangirl.
