Jiang Quan's face was full of doubt. Learning art and painting were extremely costly. This was why Jiang Quan had never imagined that Meng Fu would have such interests.
"I used them to draw talismans." Meng Fu leaned on the door frame, a laid-back expression on her face. She responded in a calm and indifferent manner.
Meng Fu suddenly remembered something and immediately turned to look at Jiang Quan with a smile. She had snow white skin. When she smiled, it was as if she could meltl the ice and snow on a mountain with her eyes. "Not only can I draw talismans, I can also produce pills that can cure all sorts of diseases and even prolong one's life. I won't lie to you. Do you need it?"
She had always been laid-back. Right now she had a perfunctory smile on her face.
The chauffeur was used to seeing a gentle and gorgeous Meng Fu. He was stunned by her smile.
