Chapter 72 - 72 Seventy-two Brush Up Favorability

Chapter 72: Seventy-two, Brush Up Favorability Chapter 72: Seventy-two, Brush Up Favorability Yang Lisheng looked thoughtfully at the painting on the table. “Xiao Ning, do you like this painting?”

Xiao Ning raised an eyebrow. “Does Grandpa want to give it to Mr. Song?” They went to the antique market for the purpose of buying a birthday gift for Mr. Song.

“What Mr. Song, he’s your grandfather,” Li Meixiang said, giving Xiao Ning a glare and tapping her forehead. She knew Xiao Ning didn’t feel much for the Song Family, but after all, they were her close relatives.

Song Yan Ning playfully stuck out her tongue. She certainly wouldn’t call Mr. Song “Grandpa.”

“I do have that in mind, but if you don’t want to, we can give something else,” Yang Lisheng felt that giving this painting was quite appropriate. Mr. Song was Xiao Ning’s grandfather, and if Xiao Ning gave such a valuable gift, it would also impress the Song Family members and their guests.

“I don’t mind, you decide, Grandpa,” Song Yan Ning said indifferently. To others, this painting might be a treasure, but to her, it was just a painting, no different from the others.

“Alright then, I’ll make the decision,” Yang Lisheng nodded.

Song Yan Ning stood up. “Grandpa, Grandma, I’m a bit tired and want to go back to my room to sleep for a while. If I don’t get up by dinner time, don’t call me.”

“Alright,” Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang agreed. Not to mention Xiao Ning, they also felt that the past couple of days had been exhausting, with hardly any time to rest properly.

Song Yan Ning returned to her room, set up a simple Array, and took out the brush. She didn’t yet know the function of this brush; everything would have to wait until after she refined it.

Biting her finger, she dropped a drop of Essence Blood on the brush, closed her eyes, and began to refine the restriction on the brush. It was only then that she realized how challenging this brush was to refine, with a full twenty-eight Array Formation Restrictions. Refining it completely would be impossible without at least a month or two.

Time passed unknowingly, and the once quiet alley became lively again.

Sunlight streamed through the window onto Song Yan Ning, casting a halo around her that made her look ethereally beautiful.

Song Yan Ning opened her eyes, glanced at the clock on the wall, put away the brush, and stretched as she got up. She had managed to refine only two restrictions the entire night.

After dismantling the Array, she heard her grandmother’s shout from outside the door, “Xiao Ning, are you awake? It’s time for breakfast.”

“I’m awake, Grandma,” Song Yan Ning walked over and opened the door, smiling softly at Li Meixiang.

Li Meixiang smiled back and ruffled Song Yan Ning’s hair. “Then hurry up, Grandma will serve your porridge for you. Today your grandpa also bought some fried dough sticks.”

“Mhm,” Song Yan Ning nodded and walked towards the bathroom.

While the three of them were having breakfast, they heard a knock at the door.

“Who could it be so early? I’ll get the door,” Li Meixiang said, setting down her chopsticks and walking towards the door.

Opening the door and seeing Qin Yushen outside, Li Meixiang was taken aback. “Xiao Shen, what brings you here?” Wasn’t he also supposed to go to the Song Family for Mr. Song’s birthday banquet today? Why come over at this time?

“Grandma Yang, I’ve come to pick you up,” Qin Yushen said. The Song Family lived in the suburbs, and it was quite a trip from there. Part of the route was under jurisdictional control, and taxis couldn’t enter.

“It’s too much trouble; we could have just taken a taxi,” Li Meixiang said, stepping aside to make way for Qin Yushen to come in. She was truly grateful to the Qin Family; if it hadn’t been for them, this quadrangle would no longer be theirs. But what moved her most was the Parasol Tree, which she had never expected to be found again.

“Not a bother, I’m actually on my way to the Qin Family, it’s on the way.” Qin Yushen walked into the Siheyuan.

“Xiao Shen, have you had breakfast? Would you like to eat some more?” Li Meixiang walked with Qin Yushen toward the main house.

“Thank you, Grandma Yang! I’ve already had some,” Qin Yushen said with a smile, shaking his head. His every move exuded an air of nobility, like a prince stepped out of a comic book.

“Xiao Shen’s here, come on over and sit down.” Yang Lisheng was very happy to see Qin Yushen.

“Grandpa Yang! Xiao Ning.” Qin Yushen walked over and sat down beside Song Yan Ning.

Song Yan Ning glanced at Qin Yushen and continued eating her breakfast. Her previous impression of him wasn’t great, but it had improved somewhat after he helped them buy back the Siheyuan. However, she still didn’t like being too close to him.

“Xiao Shen has come to take us to the Song Family,” Li Meixiang said as she poured a glass of water and handed it to Qin Yushen. She really liked this child and hoped that he would end up together with Xiao Ning in the future.

“Thank you, Xiao Shen!” Yang Lisheng said happily, looking at Qin Yushen with approval. He had planned to take a taxi originally, since today was Mr. Song’s birthday, and Xinxin and Yufeng would definitely be busy. He didn’t want to trouble them.

“You’re welcome, Grandpa Yang! It’s really on my way.” At that moment, the cell phone in Qin Yushen’s pocket began to ring.

Qin Yushen gave Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang an apologetic smile, then pulled out his phone. Seeing the caller ID, he frowned slightly. “I’ll step outside to take this call.”

He stepped outside and pressed the answer button.

“Brother Yushen, when are you coming?” Song Yanxue’s voice came through from the other side.

“I’m tied up at the moment, I’ll be there in a bit,” Qin Yushen responded coolly.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you!” Song Yanxue looked at herself in the mirror, styled meticulously by a professional stylist, and a smile of anticipation appeared on her face.

After hanging up, Song Yanxue hummed a tune, admiring her outfit with a good mood. ‘Brother Yushen will definitely be stunned when he sees me.’

“Sister!” The voice of Song Yanli came from outside the door.

“Come in, the door’s not closed,” Song Yanxue said, picking up a comb to smooth her bangs. She had to present the most perfect version of herself today.

Song Yanli opened the door and sat down across from Song Yanxue, “Sister, are you really planning to do that?”

“Do what?” Song Yanxue asked, looking puzzled at Song Yanli.

“Locking up Sister Xiao Ning.” Song Yanli felt a pang of sympathy for the sister she had never met. She thought even if the sister wasn’t good-looking, she was still born of the same parents. It was bad enough that they sent her away, but why treat her like that on the rare occasion she returned? Looks are given by parents; her sister is innocent.

“Of course! Otherwise, if the guests find out that the ‘ugly monster’ is from our Song Family, wouldn’t that be a loss of face?” Song Yanxue put down the comb and walked over to Song Yanli, turning in a circle in front of her, “How do I look today? Pretty, huh?”

“Not bad, I guess,” said Song Yanli as she stood up. She decided to tell Grandpa about this; otherwise, it would be too pitiful for Sister Xiao Ning.