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Explaining was equivalent to concealing his identity. These words were truly very accurate.

Moreover, with Feng Tingting's current identity, no matter what Cui Runn said, it didn't matter.

As long as he revealed his identity as the Second Young Madam, he was wrong in this matter.

"Isn't it just a painting? It looks like it's been there for a long time, and it's still in the basket. I guess it's not that important."

"You're going to help him like this?"

"This isn't a help, it's a fact!"

"But why do I feel that this piece of paper is very new, even the ink hasn't dried yet? It's clear that it's a new painting."

Hee Ann swept his eyes across the half-drawn painting on the table.

Although it was only half of it, the people in the distance looked the same as Feng Tingting.

"Brother Run's painting is very beautiful, I wonder if you have time to teach me?"

"Second Young Master, you must be joking. I am just a merchant, and painting is just a matter of passing my time. If Second Young Master really wants to learn, I'm afraid there are many teachers who are willing to teach me."

"But I think Brother Run's painting is good."

Feng Tingting was really speechless, this brat could not even hide her temper, so she pulled at Hee Ann.

"If you wish to learn, your wife is naturally willing to help you. There is no need to make things difficult for him."

"Help him again!" Hee Ann's face darkened, "I am your husband, why are you helping an outsider?!"

"You are my husband, and he is my friend!"

The feeling of being liked by others was good, but that did not mean that Feng Tingting could tolerate a brat's temper!

"But clearly, he doesn't treat you as a friend, or perhaps his thoughts aren't simple."

Hee Ann looked at Feng Tingting with a helpless expression: "Tingting, you're too naive. He's a businessman, and extremely meticulous in her thoughts, you were tricked by him!"

This brat obviously thought that Cui Runn had tricked her, and was really naive.

Feng Tingting remembered that she never pretended to be in front of Cui Runn. Was this brat doing this on purpose or was he so stupid that he couldn't even tell?

Feng Tingting wanted to retort, but then realized that she was even younger than Hee Ann.

It would be useless to use the excuse of "I'm an adult", so he decided to just stay silent.

Seeing that Feng Tingting did not say anything, Hee Ann thought that she had listened to him, and his complexion looked better.

Cui Runn swept his eyes over the two of them like a giant electric bulb.

"If you two are fine, please leave."

Ren An scoffed, "I don't care for that. My wife, let's go!"

Feng Tingting rolled her eyes who knows how many times in her heart.

These two brats actually used such childish methods, especially towards Hee Ann.

What painting or painting that was like her, it was all about her!

Feng Tingting had long ago said that he and Cui Runn were once friends, and even before they got married, they frequently visited each other.

He had also said that he would practice painting with her, so he would naturally treat her as a model.

However, it was obvious that it would be useless to explain it now.

Feng Tingting could only follow Hee Ann and leave. Just as they reached the courtyard, Cui Runn called out to two people.

"Second Young Master He, are you sure you want to invite me to be your husband?"

Hee Ann raised his brows, "As long as you are willing, of course."

"I agree!"

Feng Tingting was stunned, and so was the Uncle Yuan.

"Second Young Master He, don't listen to him. He's just spouting nonsense."

However, Second Young Master He's interest was piqued and he looked at Cui Runn provocatively.

"Brother Run, you must keep your word. I will send a housekeeper to invite you tomorrow."

Cui Runn's mouth twitched as he bowed: "Then I'll be waiting for Young Master."

The two of them smiled at each other. Even Feng Tingting, who was two steps away from them, could feel the tension between the two of them.

A beauty's calamity, perhaps it was precisely because of her …

Feng Tingting didn't even have the time to make fun of herself before she was taken away by Hee Ann.

Even with his identity and age, saving him was only possible to intimidate to this extent.

She originally thought that Hee Ann was just joking, but who would have thought that he actually brought it up when he came back.

Tong Fenghua was naturally the first one to oppose it, since Cui Runn's identity as a merchant was already there.

Secondly, Hee Ann had to prepare Autumn Imperial Examination, so where would he have the time to learn calligraphy and painting.

After all, the Autumn Imperial Examination was more important so they also refuted it.

Hee Ann did not continue any further. From the looks of it, he wanted to tease Cui Runn.

Feng Tingting laughed and said: "He is not in a rush to practice calligraphy and painting, but after all, he is a rich family, and his proficiency in Qin, chess and painting can improve a person's recovery. It would be better for Young Master to wait for the Autumn Imperial Examination to finish before inviting a famous teacher."

Hee Zhirong thought for a moment, then nodded his head: "Tingting is right."

Hee Ann looked at his wife in confusion. Recalling the relationship between the two of them, his temper rose again.

"I don't need any other teachers, I just want that Cui Runn. As for his drawing skills, even big brother likes them. My son thinks that no one else can compete with him!"

Feng Tingting frowned, but just as she was about to say something, she heard that Tong Fenghua actually agreed!

"Since Jun thinks it's good, then this peddler must have some skill too. I think that Old Yuan is also an honest man."

Tong Fenghua said, and looked at Hee Zhirong: "Old master, I think it's settled like this."

Since Tong Fenghua had already said so, Hee Zhirong would normally not change his mind.

Only when the two of them went into their own courtyard did Feng Tingting stop Hee Ann.

"What are you trying to do?"

"I should be the one asking you that!" Hee Ann held onto Feng Tingting's wrist tightly, "You are my wife, so you make me my heaven, and can't look at other men, do you understand?"

The corner of Feng Tingting's mouth twitched as she suddenly hugged Hee Ann's leg. She raised her head and looked at the 16 year old kid who was taller than him, smiling like a little fox.

The moment she pounced at him, Hee Ann's entire face flushed red from embarrassment and he immediately pulled away her hand.

"Spread out, others will see."

Feng Tingting looked around, and laughed: "This is our own house, whoever can see it, so what if they can, you and I are husband and wife who have acknowledged the heavens and earth."

"My wife, stop messing around!" Hee Ann was so embarrassed that his whole body was burning up, his heart was beating even faster, and his breathing was even more hurried.

Suddenly, Feng Tingting thought about Hee Ann's illness and quickly let him go with a smile that was like a flower.

"Stop laughing."

Hee Ann was like a shy little wife, twisting the corner of his clothes, matching that beautiful face, he really wanted to rush up and ravage him.

"I rarely laugh with others. Aside from dad and mom, you're the first."

Hee Ann's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you? Besides, there is another one. You are also the first one." With that, Feng Tingting went forward and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

In that instant, everyone clutched their chests, their faces pale.

Feng Tingting did not expect him to suddenly have an illness, so she quickly gave the pill to him.

After a long while, she finally reacted, and giggled at Feng Tingting.

Her child's liking was really simple. She would be so happy that she would have a heart attack if she just slightly touched him. She didn't know how to describe it, but she had always treated him as a younger brother.

Think about it, if Hee Ann was weak, wouldn't that mean that the two of them had to get a room together?!

However, before she could think of how to deal with this, something else annoyed her …