Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Wen Qian's eyes were full of kindness, and she called softly.

Hearing Wen Qian's voice, Fu Rongmo immediately put down the book in his hand and ran over: "Mummy."

The teacher also saw Fu Rongmo's face, he was worthy of being a child of the Fu family, he was carved with jade, and he almost inherited all the advantages of Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian.

"Let me introduce, this is Teacher Li, who is very good at drawing."

Fu Rongmo pouted his cheeks: "Is there a dad who is amazing?"

Fu Yicheng knows how to design, so his painting skills are naturally not bad, but in front of the teacher, how can Wen Qian sweep her face?
"It's not in the same field, so it can't be compared."

Fu Rongmo nodded clearly: "What is Teacher Li best at painting?"

"I'm good at characters and scenery, which one does the young master like?"

"I like all of them."

He is at the age when he is interested in everything. He wants to learn how to draw the three of them. Last time, he showed the three black figures he drew by himself to Fu Yicheng. He wanted to be praised, but Fu Yicheng did not expect to He laughed hard.

He vowed to draw a painting that Fu Yicheng would impress.

"Then learn everything, Mr. Li, please forgive me."

"No trouble, can you draw a picture for me right now?" She was afraid that Fu Rongmo wouldn't even be able to grasp the brush, if that was the case, how could she teach?

"it is good."

Fu Rongmo was a little nervous in front of Wen Qian, afraid that Wen Qian would shake like Fu Yicheng when he laughed at him for not being able to draw well.

Seeing Teacher Li shaking her head inwardly, she overestimated Fu Rongmo.

But I didn't expect Cheng Hua to be beyond the expectations of Teacher Li and Wen Qian.

"Has anyone taught you how to draw?"

"No." Fu Rongmo was only hit by Fu Yicheng. After disliking Fu Rongmo's painting, Fu Yicheng drew a portrait of Wen Qian on the spot, and hit Fu Rongmo again from the inside out.

But Fu Yicheng said that as long as the handwriting is well practiced and the eyes are good, drawing is very simple.

So he has been working hard to practice calligraphy, and now seeing the reactions of Teacher Li and Wen Qian, his drawing should be pretty good.

Wen Qian hugged Fu Rongmo in surprise, and kissed him on the cheek: "The glutinous rice balls are awesome, how about giving this painting to Mommy?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Rongmo shook his head: "No, this painting is too ugly, Mommy, just wait."

Fu Rongmo ran to the bookshelf and took out a picture scroll from a box. It was quite big, and the way he picked it up made Wen Qian worry that the picture scroll might fall to the ground at any time.

Spreading out the scroll, Wen Qian recognized her at a glance: "This...couldn't be you who painted it?"

"Papa drew this, Mommy, I'll give it to you after I draw it like this."

Teacher Li felt that he shouldn't be here, and thought that Fu Rongmo was going to present some master's work, but he didn't expect it to be a bowl of dog food.

Her painting was stolen, but Wen Qian didn't know it at all, she leaned over to put the painting away with a smile, and asked Fu Rongmo for the news: "When did Dad draw it?"

"Just last week." Dad was very angry after painting, he put the painting on the table casually, and he put it away.

"Don't tell Mommy and Dad that you know."

"Why?"

"This... because this is likely to be a surprise. If Mommy knew about it in advance, wouldn't there be no surprise?" Wen Qian made up an excuse, but fortunately, Fu Rongmo trusted her very much.

"Then I'll help Mommy keep the secret." After speaking, she hooked up with Wenxi.

Fu Yicheng finished downstairs and didn't know what happened. He didn't dare to look at Teacher Li when he went downstairs. He even avoided her gaze even more.

Can not help but wonder what happened upstairs?
"Mr. Li, tomorrow I will accompany Tang Yuan to the first class on time, and the security guard will let you through when you come to report your name."

"Okay." After Mr. Li agreed, he quickened his pace of leaving.

As soon as the door was closed, Wen Qian pushed Fu Yicheng down on the sofa: "Say, what do you mean by stealing paintings?"

The shape in that painting was clearly the one she and Si Yue had when they were shooting magazines, and it was also Fu Yicheng's least favorite, but he still drew it.

Fu Yicheng was stunned for a while, but because of this hesitation, he didn't push Wen Qian away.

"I only know that you know how to design interiors, but I didn't expect that you can draw portraits so well."

"No."

"Nothing? You didn't draw other people besides me, did you?" After all, you have to fail many times to learn this painting before you can find out the feeling.

"It's nothing, I'm just drawing casually, Fu Rongmo..." Only Fu Rongmo and him know about painting Wenxi. You don't need to guess who betrayed him. He was really betrayed by accident. up.

"Are you still blaming your son?" Wen Qian pressed harder: "I discovered the painting myself, so don't ask about Tangyuan."

"You heard it wrong." Fu Yicheng firmly denied it. He was interrupted before he could finish speaking just now, and it's not impossible for him to refuse.

Wen Qian was so angry that she let go of Fu Yicheng's hand: "I took the painting away."

Fu Yicheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, what Wen Qian took away should only be the one he drew casually, if she found out that there were many more, she couldn't imagine what would happen.

Wen Qian secretly took the painting to color for Teacher Li, Fu Yicheng just drew the outline, although she didn't know why Fu Yicheng chose this shape, but Wen Qian liked it quite a bit.

"Mrs. Fu, don't you really dislike this painting?"

"Who said that?" She was angry because Fu Yicheng painted her without her consent.

"That day in the study, I thought..."

Wen Qian lowered her head and drank tea to hide the thoughts in her eyes: "You misunderstood, I really like this painting." Does Teacher Li mean that she hopes that there will be conflicts in her relationship with Fu Yicheng?

"By the way, can I teach here first tomorrow? Fu Zhai lacks a lot of materials for my teaching."

Wen Qian also found out that Mr. Li has a special studio in his home.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to deliver glutinous rice balls."

Teacher Li came back after adding the last stroke of paint, and looked away from Wen Qian's gaze. If you observe carefully, you can see her mood.

Too many people came to J City recently, Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng were worried about his safety, especially when he suddenly had to go out to class, the escort almost took away half of Fu Zhai's bodyguards.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qian did not object.

Fu Rongmo hadn't left the house for a long time, and this time he was able to come out, the child's nature was released, and he went to Teacher Li's house to have a good time and look around.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to trouble you. I will pick him up when get out of class is over."

"No trouble, I will take good care of the young master."

Wen Qian took advantage of the gap between helping Fu Rongmo tidy up his clothes before leaving.

Not long after he left, a sudden change happened.

Teacher Li was struck by gravity on the back, and passed out before he could see the attacker's face.