Chi was terrified, her eyes brimming with tears. "Brother, what do you want to do by tying me up Let me go!"Shen Yue ignored her, tied the other end of the rope to the landing gear of the helicopter,...Wu Guanta, panting heavily, handed the newly purchased paintbrushes and paints to Mu Xing.

Suddenly, a male voice rang out from outside the banquet hall: "Grandma."

A man and a woman, two figures, walked into the banquet hall and approached them.

The man was exceptionally handsome, clad in a cool-toned grey suit that accentuated his tall and slender frame. His narrow, black eyes held a hint of cold ruthlessness.

And the woman beside him, dressed in a white long dress with a Parisian chic style, wearing champagne-colored high heels, was tall and graceful.

With delicately applied makeup, her exquisite face carried the noble air of a lady from a wealthy family. However, due to her overly cold expression, there was a hint of aloof independence and desolation.

From the way the men addressed Mrs. Fu, some of the older guests had already guessed their identities. This was a pair of children belonging to the second master and mistress of the Fu family.

Fu Jia's second master left the capital early and went to Haicheng to establish his own business. He hasn't returned to the capital for all these years, and he is very low-key, so little is known about him outside. The younger generation doesn't even know that there was a second master in Fu Jia, let alone his children.

"He couldn't help but speak in hushed tones: “Is this also Old Madam Fu’s grandson I’ve never seen him before.”

"I've never seen him either. I always thought Grandpa Fu was the only grandson of Grandma Fu."

" "

Shen Yi stood beside Fu Lingxiao, looking at the newcomers. He let out a light snort and said, "It's been over ten years, these two siblings have really changed quite a bit. Especially Fu Jingmo, that kid's character is starting to look more and more like yours."

Fu Lingxiao pursed his thin lips and did not respond.

Mu Xing really wanted to paint quickly and cover up the glaring "death" character, but she was afraid that painting off to the side would be rude. She could only stand there.

As Mu Xing watched the two people getting closer and closer, she noticed that their eyebrows and eyes were slightly similar to her little uncle. Suddenly curious about their identities, she saw the man purse his lips and turned his head to whisper to Shen Yi, "Shen Yi, who are they"

Shen Yi leaned in slightly, close to Mu Xing's ear, before he could even speak, the back of his collar was suddenly pulled.

He turned back in puzzlement, meeting the man's icy gaze head-on. His eyes seemed to say, "Stay away from my woman!"

Old Master Fu actually took the initiative to touch him!

Shen Yi was surprised for a moment, then muttered in his heart: What's the big deal about getting hit Will he lose some meat Besides, he didn't even touch Mu Xing! Such a stingy person!

Keep a good distance from Mu Xing. He whispered to her, "This is Fu Jingmo, and this is Fu Ci. They are the children of Old Fu's uncle and aunt, so they are his cousins. Their family lives in Haicheng, so you haven't met them before."

Mu Xing nodded.

Shen Yi stood up and smiled again: "Old Fu, your second uncle is interesting. For so many years, he hasn't even stepped into the imperial capital. The old lady finally had a birthday celebration, but she still couldn't get him to come."

Fu Lingxiao remained silent throughout.

Upon reaching Old Madam Fu, Fu Ci's expression softened slightly, and she called out, "Grandma."

"Not that I asked you to come back in a hurry," said Madam Fu with a smile, nodding.

"Of course, I have to come back," Fu Jingmo replied. "Nothing is more important than Grandma's birthday."

Fu Ci stepped aside, her cold eyes met Fu Lingxiao's, she nodded slightly, then retracted her gaze. The others weren't even within the scope of her vision.

Fu Jingmo passed the birthday gift in his hand to the servant and turned to face Fu Lingxiao, greeting him respectfully: "Big brother."

Fu Lingxiao gave a light, indifferent grunt of acknowledgment.

Fu Jingmo's gaze fell on Mu Xing again. Seeing that beautiful face, a ripple appeared in his dark eyes.

He had seen countless beauties from all over the world, but he had never seen a girl as beautiful as this. She was full of youthful innocence and purity, her bright eyes were clear as water, yet held the captivating allure of a fairy.

Even back in Haicheng, he had heard that his brother who wasn't close to women had found a young lover. Today, seeing her for the first time, he was truly amazed.

Fu Jingmo's astonishment was only a flash, but it was still captured by Fu Lingxiao's sharp eyes.

It's like someone coveting a treasured possession, causing an unpleasant feeling in his heart. He reached out and held Mu Xing's slender shoulder, his cold eyes fixed on Fu Jingmo, "If you have eyesight problems, I can find you a few ophthalmologists."

Fu Jingmo realized his faux pas and quickly withdrew his gaze, "Thank you, Big Brother. If I need anything, I'll ask you for an introduction."

Fu Lingxiao ignored him and lowered his gaze to look at Mu Xing, "I'll take you over there to paint."

When Wu the butler heard this, he quickly walked over and before Fu Lingxiao and Mu Xing arrived, quickly cleared a clean table.

Everyone was curious about how Mu Xing would save the painting, so they all followed her. Old Mrs. Fu was also helped by a servant to walk over.

Now, there were only Fu Jingmo, Fu Ci, and Lan Xuan left.

Lan Xuan really didn't want to see Fu Lingxiao being so gentle to Mu Xing, so she didn't go over.

While Fu Ci was simply not interested in these things, she was here to celebrate her grandmother's birthday. All other matters were irrelevant to her.

As for Fu Jingmo, although he was not physically present, his gaze remained fixed on Mu Xing from afar.

This beautiful girl is really attractive.

Mu Xing spread the scroll on the table, poured red pigment onto the palette, picked up a brush, glanced at the man beside her, and lowered her head to start painting.

Holding a brush in her left hand, she carefully outlined the character "death," her expression intensely focused as if pouring her very soul into the stroke.

The brush moved gently, winding and flowing, gradually deepening from light to dark, outlining delicately.

The pattern gradually took on a three-dimensional form, lush flowers blooming on the canvas, vivid and lifelike.

The onlookers were stunned by her masterful brushwork, completely captivated by her skill.

Fu Lingxiao looked intently at the girl who was drawing her head down, her eyes filled with a gentle smile. This cute little thing, when she was serious, was even more charming.

Half an hour later, Mu Xing put down her pen.

The scroll was adorned with clusters of crimson longevity flowers, concentrated particularly on the "壽" character. The colors were vibrant yet retained the essence of ink strokes.

Between the petals are green leaf-shaped embellishments, spreading to both sides in an orderly manner, with varying densities and shades, creating a pleasingly staggered effect.

The originally glaring "death" character was perfectly concealed, showing no trace at all. With the addition of longevity flowers, the entire inscription came alive with a vibrant and energetic presence.

“Soaring phoenixes, wondrous strokes at the peak of perfection, excellent calligraphy! Excellent painting!”

A sudden gasp arose from the guests.

Following the sound, everyone turned to see a middle-aged man in a white shirt. He had slicked-back hair and wore his sleeves rolled up on one arm and down on the other. Among the elegantly dressed guests, he stood out with a certain carefree air.

Someone whispered, "Who is this"

The man who recognized him replied, "Master Qi Hong, the authority on calligraphy and painting."ddenly appeared, blocking his path, “Brother, where are you going”Shen Yue's face darkened, and he looked at her with disdain: "It seems that you've spent too much time studying tea ceremony and not e...