The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

Who knows, there might even be some unexpected discoveries.

Such as an epiphany that gives rise to a brilliant idea on setting up a few more workshops and the like.

Thinking this way, the tiresome feeling of Zhuang Qingning traveling alone decreased, and she felt excited about the journey ahead.

Her body has the attributes of strength and agility; Zhuang Qingning strided with long steps and walked quickly on this road. Without feeling tired, she didn’t stop the entire journey, and soon arrived home.

“Did Miss Ning return?”

Fan Wenxuan, who was in the courtyard drinking tea under the grape trellis when she entered, stroked his beard and chuckled.

“Mr. Fan?” Zhuang Qingning was somewhat surprised.

On normal days, Fan Wenxuan almost daily visited here to teach Zhuang Qingsui and Zhuang Mingli. However, he would usually leave not long after eating lunch.

Today, at this hour, when Fan Wenxuan is still here, Zhuang Qingning couldn’t help but feel strange, “Doesn’t Mr. Fan need to rush back to teach Third Young Master Chu?”

“That’s definitely not necessary…”

No sooner than Fan Wenxuan had finished speaking than laughter and chatter could be heard from inside the house.

Listening carefully, you could hear Zhuang Qingsui, Zhuang Mingli, and another voice that sounds a little unfamiliar, but you could tell it’s a boy of about the same age as Qingsui.

“Did Third Young Master Chu come too?” Zhuang Qingning couldn’t resist laughing, looking at Fan Wenxuan’s leisurely demeanor. After adding a cup of tea, she jokedly said, “No wonder Mr. Fan is having such a peaceful time. Turns out, someone else has taken over your duties.”

Stunned that his laziness was discovered, Fan Wenxuan instantly blushed.

But the blush was fleeting. He shrugged it off quickly, as if it was nothing,

“This is what they call learning through teaching.”

“And it seems to me that Jinzhou and Mingli seem to get along. They could possibly become playmates, which wouldn’t be bad either.”

They clicked well.

Zhuang Qingning blinked, listening to the constant laughter inside, she felt curious about how these three were far from academic studies right now. She couldn’t help but lean in for a look.

At this moment, the three of them were gathered around the desk, with Zhuang Qingsui focusing on grinding ink, and both Chu Jinzhou and Zhuang Mingli holding brushes, earnestly…

Drawing little turtles on each other’s hands.

“You two hurry up, once you finish, do it again.” Zhuang Qingsui urged on the sideline.

“I’m done.” Chu Jinzhou was the first to complete the drawing of the little turtle and put down his brush.

“I’m done too.” Zhuang Mingli, unwilling to admit defeat, put down his brush and clenched his fist, “Come on, let’s do it again. This time, whoever loses will draw two.”

“Two it is.” Chu Jinzhou agreed with a firm nod, holding his fist towards Zhuang Mingli, “Come on, let’s see who wins.”

Rock, paper, scissors!

Rock, paper, scissors!

“Hahaha, you lost again.” Zhuang Mingli laughed out loud, picked up the brush, and was about to draw another little turtle after lifting Chu Jinzhou’s sleeve.

Hey!

It wasn’t until the sleeve was lifted that Zhuang Qingning saw Chu Jinzhou’s hand, wrist, and even arms covered with little turtles.

Zhuang Qingning, “…”

Then she gave Fan Wenxuan a serious look.

Mr. Fan, does Master Chu know you teach students this way?

From the few occasions she had met Master Chu Jinnian, if he was sober, it should be twice. And both times, although Chu Jinnian did not pull a face, and even smiled at the corners of his mouth, Zhuang Qingning always felt that Chu Jinnian was a formidable man.

But Mr. Fan…

However, Chu Jinnian greatly respected Mr. Fan and treated him as highly important, catering to any of his requests.

Just as long as Mr. Fan finds it reasonable, his younger brother having little turtles crammed on his arms, cough, it’s probably nothing at all!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qingning could not help but purse her lips, “Master Chu truly has great respect for Mr. Fan.”

Fan Wenxuan, who was savoring his tea leisurely, was startled when he heard this.

He put his teacup back on the stone table beside him. Fan Wenxuan stared at Zhuang Qingning, especially studying Zhuang Qingning’s eyes carefully.

“Mr. Fan, what are you looking at?” Zhuang Qingning made a face, feeling utterly surprised.

“I’m thinking, your eyes are bright, they don’t seem to have any problems…”

Fan Wenxuan looked distressed.

If your eyes aren’t blind, where does this illusion come from?

Chu Jinnian respects him?

If it weren’t for a decade of traumas, he wouldn’t be able to utter such words, even one year short wouldn’t do.

But if you think about it carefully, since Chu Jinnian saved Zhuang Qingning, Chu Jinnian would be her lifesaver in her heart, giving a good first impression, which is normal.

And Chu Jinnian cherishes talent and would probably hide his own fox tail when in front of Zhuang Qingning. It is also very likely.

So, after thinking about it, Zhuang Qingning was definitely fooled by Chu Jinnian’s hypocritical appearance.

“Miss Zhuang, as the saying goes, you can know a person’s face but not their heart. It’s best to spend more time together to understand their true nature. There’s no need to make conclusions too early.”

Fan Wenxuan’s words were deep and heartfelt, and there was even a hint of grief in his voice.

Zhuang Qingning listened clearly and also understood what Fan Wenxuan meant.

That is to say, Chu Jinnian…

While being terribly admired by Chu Jinnian, Mr. Fan held an immense distaste for him?

For a moment, Zhuang Qingning couldn’t help but feel Chu Jinnian seemed a bit pitiful and sighed in her heart.

“Yes, Mr. Fan is absolutely right.” Zhuang Qingning nodded.

By following Mr. Fan’s words, she might be able to slightly relieve Chu Jinnian’s embarrassment, which could also be her way of repaying her lifesaver?

Seeing Zhuang Qingning take his words seriously, Fan Wenxuan grinned as he stroked his beard.

Such aptitude in learning brought him satisfaction.

“Did Mr. Fan have lunch here?” Zhuang Qingning hurriedly shifted the topic, “Was it good?”

Zhuang Qingsui can cook and it won’t be a problem to entertain two people. However, her cooking skills are after all limited. Fan Wenxuan, accustomed to eating delicacies in the Chu family, might not be used to it.

As Zhuang Qingsui’s teacher, although not officially engaged, Zhuang Qingning thought that within her capacity she should properly entertain Fan Wenxuan.

“It’s fine.” Fan Wenxuan chuckled, “Mingli’s home has some steamed vegetable rolls and he brought a few here.”