When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chapter 311 The condition is to capture Si Gaoyun

"You're too kind, Auntie. I learned calligraphy from the elders at home for several years when I was little, but I'm far behind you. In fact, Yueyue's calligraphy is much better than mine, but she injured her hand and can't show it to you."

Chu He responded modestly, but she was delighted in her heart.

Qiao Yueyue felt embarrassed and guilty. She hadn't been able to help much and had only caused more trouble.

I could only whisper along and agree: "I just saw the old lady's work, and now I know what a master's style is. My writing is really not up to par."

At this moment, Chu He's phone vibrated. It was a message from Xiao Cheng: "I threw away the junk food in your suitcase. Wait for me obediently, and I'll give you something nutritious when I get back."

Thinking of those snacks, Chu He felt heartbroken for three seconds.

Replied with a crying emoticon.

Then he continued to say to the old lady, "My grandfather also loved your works when he was alive, especially your meticulous painting 'Four Seasons'. It's just that your works are so rare. I only have one painting called 'Autumn' at home, and I have never had the chance to collect the others."

The old lady was so happy with the flattery that she smiled happily. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and her expression froze.

He asked, "Is your grandfather's surname also Chu?"

Chu He was stunned by the question, and Qiao Yueyue also covered her mouth and laughed when she heard it.

The old lady realized what was happening and started laughing too. She added, "Look at me, I'm getting old and confused. What else could your grandfather be named if not Chu? Um, the Chu family of Wancheng, Chu Mushan."

Chu He was surprised: "Grandma, have you also heard of my grandfather?"

"Well, not really."

The old lady said this and happily spread out the rice paper in her hand.

He picked up the brush gracefully and wrote a word on the yellowed rice paper. His strokes were smooth and flowing.

Chu He leaned over to take a look, his face full of confusion.

"edge?"

"We've only met once! In Wancheng back then, who wouldn't know Chu Mushan and Xiao Zeyuan? The grudges between the older generations of your two families were resolved by your generation. Isn't that the fate between you and Acheng?"

The old lady smiled, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes.

She put down her brush and continued, "Fate is something beyond words. The two of you are so loving, it must be God's arrangement."

After the old lady finished speaking, she pretended to be serious and said, "You two just tried to trick me, thinking I didn't know. Well, your little mouth is as sweet as honey, no wonder that kid Ah Cheng likes you. In fact, he had been talking to me on the phone for a few days before you came."

"But my old man is worried that I won't be able to handle it, so he's not happy with me going. Ah Cheng came here with you to help me deal with the old man."

"These two, each one, have to be given face by this old man. All these faces added up are thicker than a city wall. Once Ayun has taken care of my health, he can't refuse."

Hearing this, Chu He felt a little moved. It turned out that Xiao Cheng had already made plans for her.

Whenever he did good things in the past, he would always ask for credit and benefits from her, but this time he didn't say anything. For a moment, she was deeply moved.

At the same time, I was a little excited. Since the old lady said so, it meant that the art exhibition would be a success.

Chu He and Qiao Yueyue were delighted, but the old lady waved her hand and suppressed their joy.

"However, I do have a condition. If you agree to it, what I just said will count."

"What are the conditions?" Chu He and Qiao Yueyue asked at the same time.

The old lady lowered her head and wrote with a wicked smile on her face, her dark eyes full of thoughts.

The brush in his hand continued to move across the rice paper.

"Ayun is a bit cold and doesn't talk much. But he's an exceptionally good kid, handsome and a good doctor. I'm able to hold on to this day thanks to him."

The more Qiao Yueyue listened, the more she felt something was wrong. No one mentioned herself, but every word seemed to be spoken to her.

Sure enough, the old lady looked up, raised half of her eyebrows, and looked at Qiao Yueyue.

"Girl Yueyue, if you can capture him, I'll promise to let you return to Wancheng and participate in the exhibition. And we'll put together the "Four Seasons" and have it premiere in your gallery. How about that?"