248: What is eighty million? She wants eight hundred million!_6

"Hi!" Mrs. Fu patted Qi Huai's hand. "That's too polite to say."

"Right, when do you plan on departing?" Mrs. Fu continued.

Qi Huai said, "Tomorrow morning's flight."

Mrs. Fu continued, "Then let Lanshen give you a ride then."

After the meal, An'an sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window painting the snowy scenery outside, while Mu Qingli sat by her side watching.

Although An'an was young, her paintings were full of soul.

It amazed Mu Qingli, who was a layman.

"An'an, you are so talented."

An'an smiled and passed the paintbrush to Mu Qingli, "Sister, you try too."

Mu Qingli laughed and shook her head, "I can't do it, how about letting your brother Fu try?"

Brother Fu?

Fu Lanshen accepted the paintbrush with a face full of question marks.

Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly, "Can you really paint?"

"Mm-hmm," Fu Lanshen was noncommittal.

Mu Qingli snorted lightly, "Boasting."