Chapter 89 (2/2)

Lu Zijia seemed unaware of the strange eyes of the Song family and raised his hand to look at the time on his watch.

”Twenty minutes have passed since I got here. Can I start?”

Lu Zijia looked sideways at Song Zixuan and obviously didn't want to deal with song zhuohai and others.

”Yes.”

Song Zixuan didn't want to explain more, so he nodded and agreed.

Because he knew that if his family didn't see Lu Zijia's ability with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it even if he took much time to explain.

In that case, why not let them witness it directly?

”Zixuan.”

Although song zhuohai didn't know what riddles they were playing, his prejudice against Lu Zijia remained unchanged.

If it hadn't been for his son's face, he would have asked Lu Zijia to go out.

”Dad, you think I'm wayward!”

Song Zixuan took a deep look at his father, then got up and quickly followed Lu Zijia.

Looking at their backs, the three elders of the Song family frowned at different levels.

”I think they get along well. Zixuan rarely invites people to play at home. Let him.” Master Song said aloud.

Master song has spoken. Song zhuohai and Fang Yueqiu will not object.

But the sight was unbearable and glanced at Lu Zijia and song Zixuan.

Lu Zijia did not go far, but stopped not far from the stairs.

”Why, do you know how to appreciate paintings?”

Seeing Lu Zijia staring at the huge oil painting on the wall, song Zixuan's face was complacent, and his tone didn't seem to believe that Lu Zijia knew how to appreciate the painting.