The next afternoon, Mrs. Chen called again.
Chuchu's ears perked up when she heard Mrs. Chen's voice.
Mrs. Chen's family arrived at their home in Taipei in the early hours of the morning. Although the housekeeper and Butler helped to carry the luggage, they were still very tired, so they didn't call Qu Zhi back.
However, Mrs. Chen still didn't leave the gallery.
She felt that she had left in a hurry. She hadn't tidied up the gallery and hadn't informed her friends who often went to the gallery. She knew her friends would still visit her gallery, so she couldn't bear to close her precious gallery just like that.
"President Qu, I'd like to give you this gallery. Is that okay? It won't be too troublesome, and it shouldn't take too much of your time. Do you think it's okay?" Mrs. Chen and Qu Zhi discussed this.
Qu Zhi noticed that Mrs. Chen's tone was still very gentle, and it seemed there was no big problem on her side, so she agreed readily.
