Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law
Chapter 721 - Chapter 721 Chapter 720 Proving oneself_1

Chapter 721: Chapter 720: Proving oneself_1 Chapter 721: Chapter 720: Proving oneself_1 Secretary Little Wang hurriedly handed over a cup of specialty water that had been prepared in advance. Wei Qin took it and took a light sip, which made him feel a bit better.

“Uncle-in-law, my mother didn’t find any similarities at all.” He smiled faintly, his pale and elegant appearance fragile like a butterfly in frost and snow. This kind of vulnerable beauty shouldn’t occur at such a moment; it sparked worry that it might disappear at any moment.

“My mother has long forgotten the look in my eyes when I was a child.” His resemblance to Jiang Yang during his childhood was mostly seen in their eyes and temperament. It was these things that made him look like Jiang Yang in appearance, six or seven points. But if someone has long forgotten these details, it would impossible to remember again.

Jin Lifu realized he had misspoke and was embarrassingly awkward.

Wei Fangyi had long gotten used to his daughter-in-law focusing all her energy on Wei An. He didn’t mind much. Instead, he showed interest and said, “If that’s the case, then I am quite interested. Lifu, are you going to accept this apprentice?”

“I will.” But Jiang Nanfei probably hates them to death now and would not be willing to entrust her brother to him.

“No need, uncle-in-law, I want to guide Jiang Yang myself.”

“No!” Wei Fangyi immediately disagreed without thinking, “Your body is already overburdened and doesn’t have the capacity for this. Plus your security is top-notch, we can’t risk having a child with an unclear background around you.”

“Dad, I’ve said it, I really like Jiang Yang.” Wei Qin stared at him.

Wei Fangyi was defeated by his gaze, finally sighing dejectedly. His son had never asked him for anything, and even though he was reluctant with this request, he would still fulfill it for him.

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Nanfei moved into the villa with Jiang Yang and He Shasha. The environment here was decent, with private, detached homes. Although it wasn’t as luxurious as those in the mansions of the wealthy, with its two-story structure, it had everything anyone could need.

Ever since moving in, He Shasha began a major shopping spree. The clothes, shoes, and decorations were all chosen by Nanfei – with the help of Wu Huai, they were directly ordered from Xinyuan Headquarters and shipped over.

Guaranteed to be the latest products.

She wasn’t one for ostentation, but this experience served as a lesson.

You may remain low-key, but too many people enjoy looking down on others. They only judge people by their appearances, forcing you to go out of your way to prove yourself.

So she also ordered a lot for herself and Jiang Yang. When Wu Huai heard that she was wearing the clothes herself, he directly sent a lot of clothes from the Imperial City Branch Company.

He Shasha was absolutely overjoyed.

After handling various trivial matters and calling home again, she then locked herself in the study for three full days. In those three days, she didn’t sleep at all, focusing all her energy on painting. She couldn’t even spare the time to eat when He Shasha brought her meals.

The feeling of complete immersion in the nothingness was so wonderful, it was almost addictive.

When she stood at her desk, pen in hand, Jiang Nanfei felt like she was no longer herself. As if the pen had a spirit and the paper had a heart, like she was a deity controlling everything. When she was painting, everything was imprinted in her mind like a slow-motion scene, every detail so clear.

Or it felt like a fast-forward scene, changing as quickly as a blink of an eye.

Jiang Yang was very well-behaved during those days, quietly changing dressings and eating his meals, before running into the study to diligently watch his sister paint.

Every time He Shasha came in, the shock on her face was stronger than the last. She didn’t understand painting at all, but the scene before her was still stunning, even soul-stirring.

PS: Seems like I still owe you a chapter, will make it up tomorrow night! Good night, kisses!