Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

"Do you want to draw again?" Song Qingzhu put down the pen in his hand and pretended to be angry. Is this child really only five years old, digging holes for her everywhere, is this what a five-year-old child should do?

"Huahuahua, I won't talk anymore." Rong Jingchen immediately stood aside and closed his mouth obediently.

"It's more or less the same." Song Qingzhu picked up the brush and continued to draw.

The painting was completed in less than an hour. It is a simple picture of a family of three, but it is very warm. The picture uses warm orange tones. The three people are looking at the sky, and their eyes are full of hope.

"Xiao Qingqing, you are such a genius, you paint so well!" Rong Jingchen exclaimed, holding the painting and looking at it again and again, he couldn't bear to let go.

"Small idea." Song Qingzhu clapped her hands easily. It was very common to be praised abroad before, but today she was a little proud of being praised as a genius by a five-year-old kid.

"How about it? Does it look like a child's drawing, but it's better than a child's drawing?" Song Qingzhu asked.

"Yeah, Xiao Qingqing, how did you do it, this is the painting I want!" Rong Jingchen said excitedly, he was so happy.

"It's because of your good guidance." Song Qingzhu joked that she is serious about painting. Only when she is serious can she draw pure things, and pure things will pay less attention to factors such as lines, pictures, and light positions. , to put it simply, is to follow the heart.

She wouldn't tell Rong Jingchen these truths, and he wouldn't understand them.While studying medicine with a teacher abroad, she started painting by chance, and it was out of control.

"Xiao Qingqing, do you know that you are my angel, my world is lit up after you arrive in Rongyuan, even though there is the light of my uncle in my world." Rong Jingchen blinked his big eyes and said earnestly , not to mention how sincere it is.

Song Qingzhu almost laughed out loud. Where did this kid learn the lyrics, and his methods of flirting with girls are getting better and better.

"Okay, it's fine if you like it. As for whether you can win an award, you have to be calm. But I still think you should tell the truth, whoever painted this painting is whoever painted it." Song Qingzhu said seriously.

"However, other people's paintings are also helped by their parents." Rong Jingchen said, a little aggrieved.

"That's someone else's business, just be yourself." Song Qingzhu patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"Can I add my name..." Rong Jingchen said aggrievedly, his little face darkened.

"Of course it's fine. You came up with the idea and model." Song Qingzhu said with a smile. This kid is so cute that it almost melts her heart.

"The paints, pens, and paper were also made by me." Rong Jingchen tried his best to fight for what he had contributed to this painting. After deliberation, hardware was also essential.

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with what you said. The two of us are co-producers, aren't we?" Song Qingzhu almost laughed out loud.Yang Yang is indeed Rong Junchu's nephew, he is born to do business, he is too shrewd.

"Well then, the two of us are the co-producers of this painting." The gloom on Rong Jingchen's little face was swept away, and then the sun was bright again.

"It's great, if this painting wins a prize, I will accompany you to see the exhibition, if it doesn't win a prize, how about I take you there with my own money?" Song Qingzhu said, she felt that honesty is very important to a child, Only when doing things honestly will the heart be at ease.

"Yeah, Xiao Qingqing, you are so kind, I love you so much, hug me." Rong Jingchen threw himself into her arms, hugging her waist tightly.

It was time for dinner, Song Qingzhu and Rong Jingchen went downstairs talking and laughing, Rong Junchu had already arrived, and was sitting at his seat watching the data on the tablet.

"Hello, uncle." Rong Jingchen greeted, and then sat down in his seat.

"Yeah." Rong Junchu glanced at him, "What good thing happened to make you so happy?"

"Secret." Rong Jingchen refused to answer, and then whispered something to Song Qingzhu beside him.

Rong Junchu didn't ask any more questions, watching the two of them joking together.

Song Qingzhu accidentally met his gaze, and quickly avoided to look aside.

"Master Jiu, the food is ready and ready to serve." Butler Rong said respectfully.

Rong Junchu nodded slightly, and the butler Rong was instructed to order the servants to serve the dishes.

"Today I ate the pork ribs and beans that the young master likes, and the pineapple rice that Miss Song likes." Butler Rong introduced with a smile, the atmosphere of dinner today is so good, it's fun, this is the warmth of home.

"Thank you, Butler Rong." Song Qingzhu said, giving Butler Rong a big smile.

Rong Junchu seldom speaks at the dinner table, it is his rule to keep silent.

He lowered his head to eat, seeing that the woman sitting diagonally opposite only cared about Yang Yang, he felt a little unbalanced.

"Mr. Mu's birthday banquet is next month, you accompany me." Rong Junchu put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Song Qingzhu and said.

"Me?" Song Qingzhu choked on a mouthful of rice and swallowed it hard.He must have done it on purpose. He talked to her suddenly, causing her to almost choke.

"You are my personal doctor." Rong Junchu emphasized this point.

"I'm not suitable as a female companion to accompany you to the occasion. Your secretary or female friend, they are more suitable." Song Qingzhu suggested that she didn't want to attend the occasion with him. Now he is too dangerous and so radiant I don't know how many women's sweethearts are loved by such a man, and being his female companion can only be jealous to the point of being pierced by ten thousand arrows.

Besides, it's nothing for him to take this doctor with him when he goes out.

"You are my personal doctor, you must protect my health anytime and anywhere." Rong Junchu said stubbornly.

Song Qingzhu was speechless, as if there was nothing wrong with what people said, and the private doctor hired with money had to make the best use of it.

"But...but I don't have clothes suitable for this occasion, how can I accompany you to the birthday banquet?"

"Don't worry about this, I've already started to prepare." Rong Butler said with a smile on his face.

"Uncle, what occasion is it, can I go?" Rong Jingchen stretched his neck and asked, his face full of joy.

"Didn't you like participating the least before?" Rong Junchu asked.

"Before it was before, now there is Xiao Qingqing, I want to follow her wherever she goes." Rong Jingchen gave full play to the essence of being a mother if you have a milk, and hugging your thighs so blatantly is no one.

"Well, you can go with me too." Rong Junchu agreed that he was going to attend Mu Lao's birthday banquet. He has always doted on Yang Yang, so it is understandable to let him go.

"Great, great, our family of three can set off together!" Rong Jingchen exclaimed happily.

a family of three?This title is a bit weird.Song Qingzhu didn't know when he had this status in the Rong family, and he was still a family of three.