Holding the big boss doll, the soft beauty is going crazy

Chapter 56 Sell the painting I gave you, Chinese painting master Fu Yan!
The second half of the sentence is emphasized, which is a warning to An Junxi.

He lowered his head and said with an attitude of admitting his mistake: "I understand. Thank you for reminding me, Grandma."

Madam An snorted coldly and walked away.

On the spot, An Junxi breathed a sigh of relief.

My grandmother said he got too excited when she told others about my aunt.

I almost forgot - that is an unspeakable taboo.

……

After asking the staff, Ning Ruchu finally found the reception room.

Unlike the crowded buffet hall where tables are connected to each other, there are only a few chairs scattered here.

Ran Yunqing sat on the chair, holding the note in his hand and trembling slightly, his eyes were empty, fearful and helpless.

Ning Ruchu walked over and patted her shoulder gently.

Ran Yunqing was startled, and when he saw it was Ning Ruchu, he slowly let down his guard.

"Why do you act like a fugitive who is on the run for fear of punishment?" Ning Ruchu teased.

"Because I am the one!" Ran Yunqing grabbed her arm like a life-saving straw and took out the note in his hand, "The An family asked me to pay 130,000 yuan in compensation!"

"One hundred and thirty thousand! Where can I get so much money?!" She tried her best to suppress her voice but couldn't help shouting out.

Ran Yunqing was about to collapse.

"Calm down." Ning Ruochu patted her hand and comforted her, "Don't you still have me?"

"You want to help me pay back the money?" Ran Yunqing's eyes lit up.

The deadline given by the An family was one month. Although she had some savings, she simply could not come up with so much spare money in a month.

If Ning Ruochu helped her pay for it first, she could pay off the full amount as long as she saved for a few months.

Ning Ruochu immediately let go: "I can't use my husband's property to fill these holes that have nothing to do with me."

The moment she turned around, the tiny stars twinkling in Ran Yunqing's empty pupils also dimmed.

"Although I can't give you money, I can give you advice." Ning Ruchu glanced at her sideways, "The An family loves calligraphy and cultural relics. You can try the painting I gave you."

A faint hope ignited in his empty heart. Ran Yunqing wondered, "Is that painting valuable?"

Ning Ruochu didn't say anything, but just said: "You can tell the truth after you show it to Young Master An."

When she was in Lingxin Hall, Ning Ruochu would always borrow her clothes.

But Ran Yunqing knew that she was very rich.

At a young age, he became a scientific researcher in the Medical Alliance, and his project investments easily amounted to tens of billions of US dollars.

To her, the researcher's salary was just pocket money.

After all, Ning Ruchu has other ways to make money.

Ran Yunqing was a little hesitant.

She grew up with her master since she was young, and Ning Ruo only had a playmate when she first started.

When they were in Lingxin Hall, they were always inseparable.

Ran Yunqing was reluctant to give away the gift given to her by her only best friend.

"Think about it carefully. This is just a suggestion. It's time to go back." Ning Ruochu picked up the expensive bag she had left aside, took Ran Yunqing's hand, and led her out.

If he continues to stay here, Ran Yunqing will be immersed in panic for a long time.

Moreover, the purpose of the An family inviting her here has been achieved, so there is no need for her to stay any longer.

Ran Yunqing was feeling depressed and didn't care about anything else. He was numbly dragged away by her.

Back in the car, Ning Ruochu called Yeyue and reminded her to park the helicopter at the private helipad under Luo Zhouheng's name.

He glanced sideways at Ran Yunqing who was still in a daze, then held her hand and squeezed it gently.

Ran Yunqing suddenly came back to his senses and looked over to ask what was wrong, then he heard her say to Ye Yue on the other end of the phone in a weak voice: "Old Madam An wants me to take care of a young lady from the An family. I agreed, but I don't know if it will be a bit troublesome."

In other people's impressions, Ning Ruochu has always been this kind of character, humble to the core.

Ye Yue felt a little agitated and hated it, but because of their relationship, she couldn't say anything, so she had to repeat the same sentence over and over again: "It's up to you to decide."

"Miss An is coming to live on Pearl Island!" Ran Yunqing became even more nervous, and his hands, which were held by Ning Ruchu, clenched unconsciously.

Ning Ruochu frowned, pulled back her hand, took out a tissue from the locker next to her, wiped the sweat off her hands, and handed one to Ran Yunqing.

"Trust me, it'll be fine." She lowered her eyes, threw the soaked tissue into the trash bag, and asked firmly, "When have I ever lied to you?"

Ran Yunqing crumpled the paper into a mess. She pursed her lips and said, "I'll think of other ways."

Ning Ruochu held his forehead and sighed, "Why are you so stubborn?"

She couldn't understand Ran Yunqing's persistence, perhaps because they had different values.

To her, the painting was just an ordinary thing, but Ran Yunqing regarded it as a treasure.

"Of course I have to keep the things you gave me carefully." Ran Yunqing responded sullenly.

She invested a different kind of emotion in those items.

Ning Ruochu blinked, supported her chin with her hand, and stared blankly ahead.

“So, I will never understand.”

……

early morning.

Ning Ruchu was watching cartoons without paying attention to the time and stayed up for too long, so he found it difficult to fall asleep.

I turned on the light of my cell phone and wanted to go downstairs to get some milk to help me sleep. When I went out, I found that there was light coming out from the gap of the door of the next room.

Ning Ruochu's eyes darkened slightly. He walked straight over and knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened, and Ran Yunqing looked at the person in front of him and was startled: "Why are you still not asleep?"

Ning Ruochu tilted her head, and stared at her with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, with a clear meaning, asking back -

Why haven't you slept yet?
Ran Yunqing pursed his lips and said, "The number of 130,000 is too huge for me."

Traditional Chinese medicine is gradually declining, and even top doctors have few opportunities to see patients.

Ran Yunqing was raised by Qiao Weisong and their financial situation was not good.

Lingxin Hall was invested and established by Luo Zhouheng five years ago. According to Master, this project has been in a loss-making stage, and it has only been able to survive until now thanks to Luo Zhouheng's regular financial replenishment.

The situations of other people were similar to hers. Ran Yunqing had no connections and had no idea where to get so much money.

Ning Ruochu shook her head slightly. "I'll have someone send you back tomorrow. After you get the painting, go directly to the An family to pay off the debt. And by the way, help me pick up the Miss An."

She turned around and said in a tone that would not brook refusal: "I'll go downstairs and get two cans of milk. Drink them and go to bed quickly."

Ran Yunqing stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

She was still standing there when Ning Ruchu brought up the milk.

Ning Ruchu knocked on her head, forcing her to come back to her senses, handed her the milk, and stood quietly at the door.

"I'll see you sleep before I leave."

Ran Yunqing pouted, somewhat unconvinced.

She tasted a small amount of sleeping pills in it, but she drank it all anyway and went back to bed and lay down obediently.

Ning Ruochu helped turn off the lights, gently closed the door, and left.

……

The next day.

When it was time for the daily acupuncture, Ran Yunqing came to Ning Ruchu's bedroom.

When Ning Ruchu saw her coming, she called Old Madam An and asked someone to pick up Miss An. The latter readily agreed and said she could come over at any time.

She conveyed it to Ran Yunqing and said, "It's just a painting. I have plenty more. I'll give you another one later. You don't have to do this."

Having said that, Ran Yunqing was still a little hesitant.

Ning Ruochu could only say: "The An family's situation is not as good as you think. The economic crisis is gradually approaching. Just protecting the old capital cannot support the entire family. They must let go of those precious items, but they can't help but gain some benefits."

The implication is that the An family will not be so understanding as to relax the deadline.

Ran Yunqing lowered his eyes and thought, but couldn't think of any other solution, so he had to give in.

"Ok."

Ning Ruochu nodded with satisfaction, "I'll go tell Butler Chen to get the helicopter ready."

……

Ran Yunqing landed directly at Lingxin Hall. Qiao Weisong, who rushed over after hearing the news, was very surprised.

"Why are you back? Xiao..." Qiao Weisong almost let the cat out of the bag and coughed lightly, "Doesn't Madam Luo need a long-term private physician?"

"I came back to get something." Ran Yunqing was in a low mood and not in good shape.

She walked lightly past Qiao Weisong, and the lonely atmosphere was also transmitted to her.

Qiao Weisong turned around, very confused.

He knew Ran Yunqing and had never seen her so dejected.

He looks listless and has no energy. Regular tests and devilish training wouldn't cause him to be like this. How could you even argue with him?

Qiao Weisong followed her silently, and when he saw her enter her room, he stopped at the door with great discretion and turned away.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, he turned around and found Ran Yunqing holding a painting in his hand.

Qiao Weisong pointed at the painting and asked, "Do you want to take the painting your apprentice gave you?"

It's really strange. Ran Yunqing has always cherished the painting and kept it carefully in a box. He would not take it out easily for fear that it would be bumped. Why would he suddenly take it away?
Ran Yunqing paused and raised his head slightly. His pair of crystal clear eyes were already filled with mist.

"Master, I have no choice..."

Qiao Weisong immediately stepped forward with concern, "What happened?"

Ran Yunqing recounted the whole story in a tearful voice, and Qiao Weisong frowned as he listened.

130,000 yuan, it is impossible for the master and disciple to collect the total amount within a month.

Qiao Weisong didn't want to make Ran Yunqing sad, but Ning Ruchu always helped whenever he was needed, so this time it was a bit unusual.

"Did your disciple really ask you to do this?" he asked again and again.

Ran Yunqing nodded, his fingers subconsciously clenched the scroll in his hand, but he quickly let go for fear that it would be damaged, and deliberately controlled the strength.

Qiao Weisong didn't understand, so he patted Ran Yunqing's shoulder gently.

"I know you and my little apprentice have a deep relationship, but she is right. It's just a painting. It won't affect your relationship."

He sighed, "Yun Qing, being sentimental is your strength, but also your biggest weakness. You need to learn to balance feelings and reality."

It was also her fault. She had let Ran Yunqing study Chinese medicine and neglected communication with the outside world, which made her so dependent on the junior sister of the same age who suddenly arrived.

Ran Yunqing's voice was soft and gentle: "I understand."

But she just couldn't learn it.

Having said this, Qiao Weisong didn't know what to say and could only urge her to go over quickly.

……

Ran Yunqing took a car to the An family's home. Behind the mahogany door was an old-style courtyard house.

Even in ancient times, they were definitely a wealthy family.

The housekeeper had already been waiting at the door to greet the visitor. When he saw the visitor, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, are you sent by Mrs. Luo to pick up the third young lady?"

Ran Yunqing nodded.

The housekeeper immediately moved aside to welcome her in.

"I broke some plates in the gallery yesterday. Here are the compensation regulations. I wonder if I can use paintings to pay off my debts." Ran Yunqing said embarrassedly, took out the detailed regulations from his pocket and handed them over.

The housekeeper took a quick look and said with a smile, "Our young master and young lady love precious calligraphy and paintings. If the painting you have is valuable, it's fine."

He suggested: "Miss San hasn't packed up yet, why don't I take you to see the appraiser first to see if this painting can pay off your debt."

Ran Yunqing nodded slightly stiffly, "Okay."

They sighed in their hearts that this was indeed a wealthy family that had been passed down for hundreds of years. Even the servants had temperament and words that they could not compare to.

After walking two steps, he realized it belatedly and added, "Thank you for your help."

The butler turned his head and bowed slightly, "This young lady is polite."

Ran Yunqing was flattered.

(End of this chapter)