In front of Pu Residence was a lake, arranged against the backdrop of the mountain and facing the water, which Uncle Lian said had excellent feng shui.
There was a boat by the shore, and once again she felt like boating on the lake.
Turning around, Leh Ying went to the side room to get a bright lamp, held it in her hand, packed up her painting supplies, and then stood in front of Uncle Lian.
"Sir hasn't come back, may I go to the middle of the lake to paint?"
Uncle Lian, looking utterly helpless, loosened the boat's mooring rope, drove the boat to the center of the lake, and let her enjoy painting in the presence of the river and the moon.
Offering her a tranquil environment to paint.
Bringing along a troublemaker, and the sir wasn't even at Pu Residence to keep her company.
