283 Mr. Qingzhai
Forget it, she would explain it to them when she had the chance in the future!
She blinked and looked at Kong Yue. “I don’t have any channels, but my master must have a way. He has always been very knowledgeable about painting and calligraphy.”
As she spoke, she turned to look at Su Lu and asked, “Third Brother, tell me, what does your good friend like more?”
Su Lu looked at the serious expression on his sister’s face and thought for a moment before saying, “A painting!”
As Su Lu spoke, he licked his lips nervously and continued to ask, “Sister, do you really have a way? Then if you need my help with anything, just tell me. I’ll transfer the money to you first.”
Su Qing was stunned. She didn’t know much about the market for her works. Besides, who would sell their things to their family at a high price?
Su Qing shook her head and said calmly, “There’s no hurry. I’ll tell you when I have news!”
Kong Yue sat at the side and had been observing Su Qing’s actions. Her intuition told her that something was wrong. She frowned and asked softly, “Qingqing, who is the master you’re talking about? Is he the gentleman you mentioned last time who saved you in the Huo family? Or is he the officer you followed when you were on a mission a few days ago?”
Su Qing didn’t deliberately hide the existence of her masters, so it wasn’t surprising that Kong Yue could analyze this.
“It’s my second master, Yuan Yi. He usually organizes some exhibitions himself…” Therefore, he should know this Mr. Qingzhai! Su Qing didn’t finish her sentence because she really didn’t want to lie to her family.
However, what she meant was that she wanted to guide them to think about Yuan Yi’s identity and ignore Qingzhai’s true identity.
Su Lu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
Kong Yue thought for a moment and nodded slowly. “That’s good! However, regardless of whether this matter succeeds or not, we have to thank your master properly. If he’s free, remember to invite him over!”
“Got it, Mommy. I’ll tell him,” Su Qing said.
Su Qing, who had escaped a calamity, returned to her room and called Yuan Yi. She thought that her second master should still have some of the things she had drawn in the exhibition hall in B City. That “Heavenly Fragrance Koi Flower” was very good. The style was grand and carefree, and the meaning of wealth and prosperity was also very good. It was suitable as a congratulatory gift.
Su Qing and Yuan Yi chatted for a while, and eventually Yuan Yi nagged at her about what happened in Namphan that day.
Yuan Yi’s nagging voice came from the phone. “Qingqing, you shouldn’t have rushed over to save Huo Qi alone that day. Are the teammates of the Divine Seal Bureau just decorations? I know that Huo Qi is very important to you, but you can’t just ignore everything because you’re strong, right? You’re still injured! Although this matter is in the past, I still have to reprimand you. You’re getting more and more reckless!”
Su Qing listened to Yuan Yi’s nagging obediently and replied, “I understand, Second Master. You’ve already emphasized it countless times. Remember what you promised me. You have to send that painting over before this weekend!”
“Got it, brat! Don’t forget to take the medicine. I’ll send you the medicine for next month in a few days,” Yuan Yi said, not forgetting to worry about Su Qing’s old injuries.
Su Qing nodded and quickly replied that she understood before hanging up.
The next morning, it was drizzling outside, but Su Qing still couldn’t resist Su Qian’s bugging, so she took his car to school. Su Qing didn’t have class this morning, so she could go to their training room with Su Qian.
Just as she came up from the basement, Su Qing realized that many students who were passing by were looking at Su Qian and her. There were no strange expressions on their faces, but all of them looked flushed, as though they were very excited.
Su Qing turned around and looked at Su Qian, who was helping her get her violin bag. She asked softly in confusion, “What are they looking at? Is there something on my face?”
When Su Qian heard this, he turned to glance at those people. The corners of his lips slowly curled up, as bright as the sun shining down on his heart. “It’s nothing. Perhaps after the live broadcast accident last night, you’ve become even more popular!”
“What?” Su Qing was puzzled and asked curiously, “When did I appear on a live stream?”