65 063: I'm still underage_1

Mu Junliang was a complete philistine, but he ironically fancied himself cultured. His study was filled with calligraphy and paintings of ancient literati, among which there was an authentic work by Tang Bohu. Mu Junliang was particularly fond of this painting and had hung it in the most conspicuous spot in the study.

Of course, it was also the most valuable piece in the entire study.

18 million!

One would wonder how Mu Junliang would feel if he knew that the painting was a forgery.

Mu Qingli's gaze casually swept over the calligraphy and paintings as she walked to the desk, "Dad, did you want to see me for something?"

Mu Junliang's expression was cold, his eyes as sharp as knives. He cut straight to the chase, "Starting from tomorrow, you no longer need to go to school!"

"No longer need to go to school?" Mu Qingli looked up incredulously, "Dad, what do you mean by that?"