Fu Wenli glanced at Fu Yanci, who had a normal expression, and asked Jiang Miao with a smile: "Did Yanci say you are a dancer?"
Jiang Miao smiled politely and said, "Yes, yes."
"Your mother used to be a dancer, but after giving birth to Yanci, she stopped dancing and went to university to become a dance teacher."
When Jiang Miao heard this, he suddenly thought of something. He straightened up and looked at Fu Wenli with a dazed expression and asked:
"Teacher Shao from the Dance Department of Jiangcheng Drama Academy?"
"Yes, Miaomiao is from that school too?"
"Yes, Teacher Shao even gave me lessons!"
Jiang Miao, who was still very nervous when she mentioned the past, gradually relaxed. She had never expected that a person as unstable as Fu Yanci would have such talkative and cheerful parents.
As soon as he finished speaking, the servants at home were already bringing delicious and delicious dishes to the table.
"Minmin, what a coincidence, Miaomiao is still your student." Fu Wenli sat at the dining table and said to Shao Min with a smile.
Shao Min smiled when he heard this and sat next to Jiang Miao: "Of course I remember, Jiang Miao, Class 18 of the classical dance major."
Jiang Miao was the campus beauty of Jiangcheng Drama Academy at that time. Her stunning appearance was deeply loved by the boys in the school, and her outstanding dancing talent was praised by many teachers.
Shao Min kept talking to Jiang Miao with a face filled with joy, and Jiang Miao could only respond with a smile.
"Speaking of it, it's really a fate. I think there were several schools that hired me to teach at the university. I remember that I still insisted..."
"Mom, can you let Miaomiao eat first?" Fu Yanci, who had been silent all this time, picked up a piece of ribs and put it on Jiang Miao's plate and said.
Shao Min glared at Fu Yanci and then smiled and picked up the vegetables for Jiang Miao.
After the meal, the plate in front of Jiang Miao was almost empty.
This was the first time she had eaten in such harmony since her mother's death.
After dinner, Shao Min insisted on leaving the two of them in the old house.
Fu Yanci was called to the study by Fu Wenli, and Jiang Miao chatted with Shao Min in the living room.
"Miaomiao, you don't know how grateful I am to you!" Shao Min, with a smile on his face, took Jiang Miao's hand and patted it gently and said with emotion.
"Thank me?"
"That's right! Our Yanci is good at everything, but sometimes he is as stubborn as his father, which makes people worry."
Hearing this, Jiang Miao chuckled and continued to listen to her next words.
"To tell you the truth, before you, he had never been in contact with a girl! After studying abroad, he spent all day either working or with that guy from the Lin family. If he hadn't married you, I would have almost confirmed my guess. .”
Jiang Miao put down the water glass in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Guess?"
Shao Min, who was sitting next to him, did not answer immediately. Instead, he pursed his lips and glanced upstairs. After making sure that no one was there, he whispered to Jiang Miao: "He stays with Xiao Lin all day long, plus From the reports on the Internet, I suspect that he likes men."
Jiang Miao coughed lightly and thought of Ma Chen's soliloquy that day, thinking to herself:
Now it seems that everything is fine. If uncle and aunt knew that Fu Yanci and his marriage were just for each of them to get what they needed, wouldn't it be...
Thinking of this, Jiang Miao closed her eyes and did not dare to continue thinking.
The two chatted for a long time before Jiang Miao followed the servant to Fu Yanci's room.
Sure enough, his bedroom was as dim as ever, and the only thing different from Lantingyuan was the partition wall.
Jiang Miao walked up to this wall with some curiosity. On the originally white wall was an oil painting with coordinated colors.
The first thing that catches the eye in the painting is the back of a girl, and then the willow tree.
The whole thing looks like a sketch.
Jiang Miao was so engrossed that she didn't notice Fu Yanci who was standing next to her at some point.
"How's the painting?"
Jiang Miao was startled by his sudden voice, raised her eyes and asked him:
"Did you draw it?"
Fu Yanci, who had his hands in his pockets, lowered his eyes, then cast his gaze on the wall, and spoke as usual:
"My younger sister is an art student, so I painted with her for fun."
Jiang Miao looked at the man with approving eyes: "You are really capable of everything."
The soft-faced man chuckled and looked down at her, but didn't say a word for a while.
His eyes were full of tenderness, and his gaze was a little hot.
Jiang Miao looked thoughtfully at the handsome man in front of her and whispered:
"It's really attractive."
"What?"
After coming back to his senses, Jiang Miao shook his hand and responded with dodgey eyes: "No, it's nothing. I said this painting is quite attractive."
"Okay, let's go wash up." The man walked up to her, put a pair of knuckled hands on her shoulders, and said to her softly.
