Daddy, are you married today?

Li Qianmo's eyes widened, and she looked at Huo tingshen angrily. She had never seen a man with such a poisonous tongue as Huo tingshen.

No wonder, there is no girlfriend to this day!
With such an iceberg and a poisonous tongue, from now on... it's just a lonely life!

Living in Huo tingshen's private villa was completely unexpected for Li Qianmo.

The little milk bag looked happy, "Mom, we are home, from now on, this is your family, are you happy?"

Li Qianmo nodded awkwardly, "Very good, very good."

Huo tingshen's private villa has an elegant environment and enough rooms.

The most important point is that this place is very close to the city center, and the transportation is extremely convenient. She should be able to find a job easily here.

It's just that Li Qianmo didn't have a specific idea about where to work. She even thought of going back to work in Li's Group.

Maybe only by returning to that place can she get what her mother left for her.

But she also knew that her father would never let her go back.

Then what kind of method should I think of to be able to go back to the company?

She also applied for a job outside, but now she is being framed, and there is no way to get a job that matches her ability and major.

After eating at Huo's house.

After passing a small study room on the second floor, Li Qianmo discovered that her son was actually painting here.

Looking at Xiao Naibao sitting on the bench, with a well-behaved look, holding a paintbrush in his hand, carefully sketching on the drawing board.

He didn't notice the other people around him.

Li Qianmo had a shocked expression on her face. When she came here today, she noticed a very large grand piano in the living room.

I heard that my son is also top-notch in playing the piano, but I never thought that this brat could even draw.

And the paintings are still pretty good.

Li Qianmo stood behind the little milk bag and watched for a long time.

Seeing the serious expression on Xiao Naibao's face, and writing and drawing skillfully there, she was completely stunned.

How could she have such an excellent son?

Is this the pie from the sky falling on her?
At first, she was shocked when a son appeared out of nowhere.

But now, seeing that this child is so good and so cute, her heart is moved.

"Mom, why have you been standing at the door without coming in to see me?"

The little milk bag suddenly turned around, looked at her mother, and asked.

He just wants his mother to be fascinated by his personal charm, and in the future, there is no way to leave him, and he is reluctant to leave him.

In that way, mom can justifiably stay by his side and be with dad.

It was only at this time that Li Qianmo came to her senses, "I'm afraid I'll disturb you, baby, you draw really well, you're too good at it, you know how to play the piano, you can also draw!"

The little guy patted his chest with a proud expression.

"Of course, I am mother's precious son, of course I can do anything I want!"

However, Li Qianmo noticed that there were a few black strokes on his white shirt for no reason.

The paintbrush was in his hand just now, and now it is directly painted on the clothes.

"Well, it makes sense, Qingyu is the best one, baby can do everything!"

The little milk bag turned her head, glanced at her mother, and asked curiously, "Mom, can you draw?"

Li Qianmo smiled, and took a look at his son's work. It was indeed the work of a great artist.

Li Qianmo thought for a while and replied, "My paintings are different from yours. I draw design drawings, and I can draw some sketches. Let me draw one for you, okay?"

It might really be that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, she actually thought.These son's works are more beautiful than her professional works.

The little milk bag immediately nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay, then I will sit here and be a model for my mother!"

With a happy face, he moved the small tatami sofa next to him.

Then, sit there with your hands on your knees, looking serious.

Li Qianmo couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw this little guy's rare and serious appearance, it's too cute.

"Baby, you don't have to be so formal. You can take a model pose. You don't need to be so serious. You can sit there leaning on, lying down, or leaning."

Oh, is that so?

"Mom, which pose do you think is cooler?"

Li Qianmo held her chin, and after thinking about it seriously, she walked over and helped her son pose in a very cool pose.

At this time, the son is still holding a book in his hand, pretending to be knowledgeable, and reading there.

"My son is really handsome, no matter what pose he does, he is the most handsome!"

Hearing this, Xiao Naibao was overjoyed, it seemed that his mother had already been convinced by his personal charm.

About 20 minutes later, Li Qianmo drew a simple stick figure. She felt that this picture was somewhat similar to her son's charm.

"Okay, I'm almost done drawing, come and take a look!"

The little milk bag immediately rushed over excitedly.

But when he saw the painting, the smile on his face froze.

"Mom, you drew my face too big, and my eyes are too small. I feel that my eyes are still relatively big. Why are these eyes... just a little bit bigger!"

The little milk bag looked unhappy.

He obviously has big eyes, why did my mother draw her eyes so small, like mung bean eyes.

Li Qianmo still didn't notice anything wrong.

"Are the eyes drawn small? I don't think so, I think you have small eyes, focus!"

Small eyes are also pretty handsome, she thinks her son is a handsome guy with small eyes.

However, Huo Qingyu disagreed, "I don't have small eyes, my eyes are big!"

Li Qianmo pursed her lips, pretended to be very serious, and stared at her son for a long time.

Is this really the child she will have in the future?It almost melted her heart.

"Really? Then stare and show mom how big it is!"

After the little milk bag heard her mother say this, she really tried her best to widen her eyes, and approached her mother's face with a cute expression on her face.

"Wow!"

Li Qianmo put on an exaggerated look and looked at the little guy.

The little guy felt complacent, and hurriedly asked, "How is it? Mom, are my eyes too big?"

However, Li Qianmo suddenly sat up straight, coughed twice, and looked serious.

"Yes, you're cross-eyed."

The little milk bag puffed out, unhappy.

"Mom, you must have done it on purpose!"

But he just feigned anger, and smiled again after a while.

"No matter what, I am the most handsome man in the world!"

Li Qianmo nodded solemnly, "Okay, okay, you are the most handsome in the world, then I am the most beautiful in the world!"

When Huo Tingshen passed the small study on the second floor, he saw his son and Li Qianmo laughing and talking in the studio.

He seemed to have never seen that kid so happy to be like this.

It seems that this woman is really important to the little ghost.

Seeing the two of them happy now, Huo Ting couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth with a hint of a smile.

This family finally became more popular.