Song Fengwan choked on the wine in her mouth and coughed until her face turned red, as if it had been dyed with a layer of peach blossoms. Her eyes were also covered in a layer of mist as she looked at Old Master Fu innocently.
The Fu family had agreed to arrange accommodation and school for her. She had thought that it would be an ordinary small apartment, but she did not expect to live in Third Master's place.
"Dad, I'm afraid this isn't appropriate." Fu Chen was the first to speak. His expression was gentle, and he frowned slightly, looking a little displeased.
Song Fengwan said obediently, "That's right. I'm only going to be here for two months. How would I dare to trouble Third Master? I'll just rent a house near the school."
"I have a few layers of considerations for this matter. Firstly, Fu Chen's place is big, and the security is good. It's also quiet and suitable for you to learn how to draw."
