Ah, my goodness.
Xi Minghui only felt a sudden heaviness on his shoulders, so heavy that he couldn't help but grimace and bend slightly at the waist.
He looked at Yu Hang, only to see him smiling.
He kicked Yu Hang hard under the table.
Hey, congratulations, you're now a poor man in debt of a hundred thousand!
Yu Hang moved his foot away and met his gaze.
Congratulations to us both.
Xi Minghui instantly became bitter, unable to produce a smile.
Yu Zhensheng looked at Yu Hang and then at Xi Minghui and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. Dad," Yu Hang immediately changed the subject, "This Painter is named Xiao Chiang, but whether she's willing to go to Province N to meet Old Master Bai, we still need to ask for her opinion."
"Of course. However, Xiao Hang, you can have a good talk with her about the Bai Family, meeting Old Master Bai will do her no harm."
Yu Zhensheng had great respect for the Painter who had helped both him and the Xi Family.
