I really can't beat you

Ning Cheng was a little surprised. He thought Jiang Wanyan was just a rough science student and wouldn't understand him.

But now it seems that, perhaps, he will surprise him.

Ning Cheng said: "I'm not surprised that others don't understand. After all, my family didn't understand me before. When I was learning to paint, those relatives in my family still said what's the use of learning to paint? In the future, I will come out to social choice. Too few, I can only be an art teacher."

Jiang Wanyan said, "How come? You can still be a designer or a painter."

"How do the elderly elders in the family know this? For them, they can either be teachers, civil servants, or work in state-owned enterprises. Other occupations are unstable and not honorable enough."

"Why do you think so?"

"The thinking of the older generation is like this, painters, they will think that this is a profession that cannot support themselves, and they will be old in the future, designers, they will also feel the same, and they don't think that I will become so good Designers, ordinary small designers, may not be as profitable as those who deliver food." Ning Cheng said.

"However, the older generation is like this. They just hope that you don't have to work so hard and can live a leisurely and rich life."

"But people have ideals. I don't want to just live a good life."

"It's okay, Cheng Zi, I will support you in the future, so you can do your design with peace of mind." Jiang Wanyan suddenly said solemnly and ambitiously.

Ning Cheng blew on her nails and felt that they were dry, so she took the bowls and chopsticks from his hand and said, "Go and eat by yourself."

"You haven't answered me yet, will you support me?"

"Don't you just keep it now?" Ning Cheng rolled his eyes, he had to say something to feel the excitement.

But he just doesn't like people who say nasty things out of their mouths.

It is also complementary.

"That's right, I support you now, and I will support you in the future."

Jiang Wanyan himself said that he was happy.

Ning Cheng snorted and said, "You are about to graduate, so hurry up and find a job. How can you support me if you don't have a job? I won't support you."

"Don't worry, it's easy to find a job in my major, and it's no problem to raise two."

"What? You want to raise two more?"

"A slip of the tongue, you'll be fine with raising two." Jiang Wanyan quickly corrected himself.

"Hmph." Ning Cheng snorted.

Jiang Wanyan hurried to the dining table, "I'm eating, I won't talk anymore."

After eating, Ning Cheng put the bowl away and said, "You wash the dishes, I can't wash my nails."

"No problem." Jiang Wanyan said, and went to wash the dishes.

"Would the daughter-in-law go for a walk?"

"Well, okay."

Ning Cheng entered the room and changed her clothes, putting on black flip flops.

So I went downstairs with Jiang Wanyan to press the road.

Jiang Wanyan lowered his head all the way, looking at Ning Cheng's feet.

"Do you see the way?" Ning Cheng asked.

Jiang Wanyan grabbed Ning Cheng, and now under the shade of the tree, he said, "Daughter-in-law, don't go out wearing clothes like this in the future."

Ning Cheng looked down at her slippers and asked, "What's the problem?"

"I don't think...it's not good-looking. You still look good in the kind of wrapped clothes that don't show your feet."

"Then my nail polish is not for nothing?"

"I'll watch it when I get home."

"Who cares if you can't see it?" Ning Cheng rolled her eyes.

Ning Cheng continued to walk forward.

Jiang Wanyan looked at the tiny trousers he was wearing. Those two legs were already attractive enough, and they didn't wear shoes properly. Those feet were small and white, with nail polish and flip-flops, damn sexy.

He looked at his feet, feeling a little impulsive.

He doesn't want others to see it!

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, let me go shopping for shoes with you."