The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

It took some time for the dishes to come, so Zhu Qingshuo took the initiative to start a conversation with Mu Yaqi.

In order to distract her attention and make her forget the unpleasantness of settling the score with me just now, so as to prevent me from being accidentally injured again.

Zhu Qingshuo said with great interest: "Sister, the painting on the wall seems to be in your style?"

Mu Yaqi raised her eyes, and her gaze lingered meaningfully on Zhu Qingshuo's face for a moment. A faint, slightly teasing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she snorted softly, "Well, I drew it."

How could she not know the little thoughts of the little brat?

But she was not the kind of person who would care about trivial matters. Since the child wanted to change the subject, she gave him a way out.

When Zhu Qingshuo saw Mu Yaqi took over the conversation, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quietly kicked Su Ye next to him, and Su Ye understood what he meant.

Mu Yaqi casually swiped the screen of her mobile phone with one hand and supported her head with the other hand. She seemed nonchalant, but she was able to devote her mind to describing every detail of the place to them vividly.

On the wall, there are several beautifully framed calligraphy and paintings.

A large golden landscape painting is particularly eye-catching. The delicate brushstrokes show the magnificence of the mountains and rivers vividly, and it contrasts with the golden decorations around it, complementing each other.

This was painted by Mu Yaqi herself.

On both sides of the scroll, there are several calligraphy works with vigorous and powerful strokes, showing the unrestrained and free style in their brush strokes.

Speaking of this calligraphy work, there is also a story.

When Qu Yunling participated in an art exhibition, she brought back a few pieces of paper.

I happened to meet her on the road and just threw her into her car and left.

Qu Yunling was about to rush to the next event at that time, and Mu Yaqi did not stop her.

When asked again later, Qu Yunling directly gave it to her and said she didn't want it.

Mu Yaqi felt that it would be a pity to sell such good paper directly, so she decided to try making it herself first.

So I just finished it when I was bored at home.

After finishing the creation, I thought it was pretty good, so I asked someone to frame it on a whim. However, there was no room to hang it in Tingnanyuan, so it had to be hung here.

In a corner of the box, there is a set of new Chinese-style sofas. Just by looking at the sofa, you can tell that the owner has good taste.

The sofa frame is made of dark solid wood, with simple and smooth lines and a simple yet elegant shape. It is obvious that it is designed by a famous designer.

The seat cushions and backrests are made of golden silk fabric, originally embroidered with delicate flower and bird patterns, but Mu Yaqi thought it was too pretentious, so she coaxed her aunt by saying that it was exaggerated and cheap, and then she took it apart and replaced it.

Now only plain and elegant pure colors are left, which looks refreshing and comfortable.

The coffee table in front of the sofa is also made of solid wood, and on it is placed a set of exquisite porcelain tea sets. The teapot and teacups are small, exquisite, warm and translucent.

This tea set was given by Mu Liangting.

Mu Liangting was going to participate in a charity event before. When shooting a promotional video, there was a segment of making tea sets, and he made this set on the spot.

After the event, he felt that the tea set he made himself was of little use to him, but it would be a pity to throw it away, so he forced it on her.

Don't let her throw it away.

Mu Yaqi scolded him for being a "tsundere" for several days, but she finally managed to find a place to put the tea set patiently, and finally found a suitable corner in the box.

As for the other items in the box, from the tables and chairs to the decorative pendants, all of them were personally arranged and carefully configured by her aunt Qu Yunling.

Qu Yunling treats Mu Yaqi like she's holding her in her hands for fear of dropping her, and holding her in her mouth for fear of letting her melt. The pain goes deep into her bones.