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As soon as the quotation of 15 yuan came out, the atmosphere on the table immediately became delicate.After all, Wang Kun just paid 10 yuan to buy "Chasing".

The eyes of several people immediately turned to Xia Xiaomu, waiting for him to make a decision.

Xia Xiaomu smiled at them, raised her head and said to the staff, "Can you resign this offer for me? I have already agreed to Mr. Wang, so I can't sell it to others."

Wang Kun, who was about to increase the price, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao Xia, you have to think about it, that person paid an extra 5 yuan."

Xia Xiaomu shook her head: "Since I promised you just now, I can't take it back, let alone 20, even if there is an extra [-] to [-], I will resign."

In a word, several people at the table admired him, and then started to praise him again.

However, Xia Xiaomu noticed that unkind eyes were looking at him all the time, so he looked over and met Xie Wenwan's eyes.

Xie Weiwan swept him coldly, turned and left the lounge.

Xia Xiaomu looked at her leaving back, and thought: This can be regarded as winning her by strength, right?

Zheng Ye and the others were still chatting happily: "Wang Kun, today I let you take advantage of it."

Wang Kun just smiled: "Come on, let's sign the contract first."

He won't take advantage of this for nothing, he is an insider and knows the rules.

Although Xia Xiaomu agreed to the deal just now, he couldn't count without signing the contract.But the child still followed the verbal price, and was not tempted by the extra 5 yuan.

Honesty is more valuable than anything else, so as an art dealer, Wang Kun has more trust and praise for Xia Xiaomu's character, and when discussing cooperation, the terms are also open.

Several people finalized the price of Xia Qianbai's works one by one, and promised to come to visit regularly to ask for paintings. The price will be set according to the market demand of the painting world, or the customer's request. It may increase or may decrease. fall.

Xia Xiaomu understood this truth, and under the witness of Zhang Heran, the two parties quickly signed contracts one after another.

After all this was done, it was already the end of the art exhibition.Xia Qianbai's works and his works were all sold out that day, so he didn't have to bring those works back.

With one after another painting sales contracts, he walked out of the painting exhibition hall briskly.After leaving the Century Commercial Building, look at Lu Jinghan who is waiting outside.

Xia Xiaomu ran over in surprise: "Brother Jing Han, why are you here?"

There were many people around, Lu Jinghan resisted the urge to hug him, and congratulated him with a smile: "I wish Xiaomu's art exhibition a success. What do you want to eat? Let's celebrate."

"Is it okay to ask Shang Ningning and the others to have a buffet celebration tomorrow? I'm treating guests. I have to go home to see my dad today. How about telling him the good news?"

Xia Xiaomu climbed into the car, patted the bag containing a bunch of contracts, and smiled happily.

"Then go home first, we won't be able to live together today." Lu Jinghan started the car, and said a word lightly, with some melancholy.

Xia Xiaomu is still immersed in the harvest of the art exhibition, "It's close, it's not like I can't see you anymore, I can find you anytime."

Lu Jinghan didn't speak, he drove with one hand on the steering wheel, and stretched out the other hand, silently holding Xia Xiaomu's hand.

Asked: "You don't hug me to sleep at night, can you get used to it?"

Xia Xiaomu was pulled by one hand, so she only needed to hold the phone with the other hand to send a voice message to Ningning and the others, making an appointment for dinner tomorrow.

Hearing Lu Jinghan's words, he replied: "It's okay, I can sleep with a pillow."

Lu Jinghan was not talking, but held his hand tightly.

Because Xia Xiaomu had to pack her clothes and books, she went to Lu Jinghan's house first.

Aunt Wang seemed to know that he was coming back, so she made a lot of small snacks with her own hands, and a few cans of her pickled pickles that Xia Xiaomu likes to eat, and asked him to take them back for Dad Xia to eat together.

Xia Xiaomu told Aunt Wang and Jing Yi about Father Xia's situation.

So Aunt Wang said: "I'll cook a few more dishes for you to try. I'll call you before I go, and you can just come out and get them. Don't disturb Mr. Xia."

This was Aunt Wang's kind intention to welcome Xia Qianbai, Xia Xiaomu didn't refuse, and the house was so close, they didn't want to move out at all, they wanted to feel differently.

Anyway, it's just a few steps away, and you can come back anytime.

Aunt Wang also teased him: "Your room is reserved for you, as well as some clothes. You can come back to sleep at any time. Jing Han also wants you to come back to live."

Xia Xiaomu's face turned slightly red at what she said: "...OK."

Recently, Lu Jinghan has been sleeping in his room every night, so he must not be able to hide it from Aunt Wang who cleans the room every day.And there was another time when she got up late, Aunt Wang came in to clean up the room, and she saw balls of tissues thrown on the ground at a glance.

I feel ashamed just thinking about it.

He blamed Lu Jinghan: "It's all you. Aunt Wang found out that you didn't flush the paper on the floor down the toilet before going to work."

Lu Jinghan bowed his head and kissed him.

Xia Xiaomu pushed him away: "Oh, no, no, I don't have time, I have to pack up and go home to see my dad."

He opened the closet, took out the clothes he often wore, and packed a suitcase with textbooks, albums, drawing boards, and sketchbooks on the desk.

The easel is folded and carried, and the painting tools are also packed into a small box. There are still canvases and frames left in the room, and I don’t play with them for a while.

"That's all."

Xia Xiaomu dragged Lu Jinghan downstairs: "I'll take it slowly tomorrow."

The two are really close, carrying luggage, chatting while walking, and it didn't take more than 10 minutes to arrive at the door of the house.

It was inconvenient for Lu Jinghan to disturb Xia Qianbai, so he could only move Xia Xiaomu's suitcase and easel into the yard for him.

"Little Mu."

He looked at Xia Xiaomu reluctantly, and called him deeply.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't understand the look in her eyes, she just wanted to be intimate.

Xia Xiaomu turned her head to look left and right: "No, it's still outside."

But Lu Jinghan's face was a little gloomy, his eyes were pitiful, as if he was about to be abandoned.Xia Xiaomu couldn't bear to see it.

I stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek: "Okay, you should go home soon and rest early tonight."

Looking at Xia Xiaomu, who was happily entering the house with a suitcase, Lu Jinghan sighed: "It's strange that I can sleep, you little heartless, you can still be so happy to leave me."

~~~

Xia Xiaomu pushed open the door, and instantly smelled the tempting aroma of rice.

Is Xia Qianbai cooking?

Xia Xiaomu hadn't eaten since having breakfast with Lu Jinghan in the hotel, and now her chest was stuck to her back due to her hunger.

He quickly changed his shoes and ran into the restaurant: "Dad, are you cooking?"

Xia Qianbai's long hair was tied casually, and an apron was tied around his body. He came out to greet him with a smile: "Mumu is back, are you hungry? Go wash your hands, and prepare to eat later."

"okay."

I don't know if it was because of the memory of the original owner's body, Xia Xiaomu's nose felt sore when he saw this scene.

Xia Qianbai saw the pile of luggage in his hand again, wiped his hands on the apron, and came over to carry it for him: "Come on, I'll carry it up for you."

"No need..." Xia Xiaomu closed her mouth immediately before her voice broke.Swallowing the burst of enthusiasm that was about to burst out, he followed Xia Qianbai.

This feeling seems to have nothing to do with the original owner.

It's my own feeling.

When I passed by yesterday, I thought it was just an empty house.

But this moment is completely different.The room was warm and bright, with the smell of food wafting from the kitchen, and Xia Qianbai's tall figure smiling lovingly.

It seems to really feel like coming home.

It's not like always being alone like in the original world, and it's not like being polite and cautious like in Lu Jinghan's house.

Every piece of furniture here can be freely controlled by oneself, every corner of the room can laugh loudly without any scruples, and even broadcast gymnastics in the hall.

This is a place where you can relax more and truly be yourself.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face first, and adjusted his emotions while packing his suitcase.

After changing into a set of home clothes, Xia Qianbai had already prepared dinner when he went downstairs.

But Xia Xiaomu still couldn't wait, took out the folder in the bag, put the paintings sales contracts inside on the dining table, and showed Xia Qianbai.

"Dad, look, this is the bidding contract for your work. In the past two days, they will send the money to the art exhibition organizer according to the price on the contract. After deducting the commission, it will be transferred to your account. I will probably forget it." Let’s add it up to this price.”

Xia Xiaomu happily used the mobile phone to calculate the result, and reminded Xia Qianbai to see it.

Xia Qianbai was still putting the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, he didn't look at the long numbers, he just watched Xia Xiaomu smile, and smiled himself: "I see."

Xia Xiaomu continued to report to him:

"Also, Mr. Wang and Mr. Zheng want to buy paintings from you on a regular basis. The price of each piece is about 20 to [-], but it will also be determined according to the content, size and requirements of the painting client. They’ll call me and send you an email when it’s time to go.”

Xia Qianbai agreed, and pushed him a bowl of soup: "Let's talk while eating, the soup is getting cold."

Using the ingredients in the refrigerator, he simply fried three dishes and made a soup.They also put Xia Xiaomu's snacks and refreshing pickles on the dining table.

There is actually a full table, which makes people salivate.Xia Xiaomu, who was so hungry, took the chopsticks from Xia Qianbai and started eating.

Xia Xiaomu took a bite of crispy meat first, the meat was so tender that it melted in the mouth.

He couldn't help nodding in surprise: "It's delicious! Why didn't I see you cooking when I went home a few times ago."

Xia Qianbai gave Xia Xiaomu a bowl of crispy meat that he said was delicious: "It's not convenient for me to buy vegetables, and I just want to make do with myself. I'll cook for you in the future."

His voice is a baritone, which sounds very comfortable, slow and smiling, and his eyes are soft and loving.

Xia Xiaomu's heart warmed: "I will buy any vegetables in the future. I will pass by the supermarket after school to buy them. And if you need anything else, tell me, and I will buy them for you."

"it is good."

Xia Qianbai turned his head and glanced at the hall again, frowned, and asked hesitantly, "How much is the monthly rent for this house?"

"Ten thousand." Xia Xiaomu bowed his head to eat, and replied with a guilty conscience.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about money. We can draw a picture casually now, and it can cover a year's rent."

Xia Qianbai: "... If you like this house, let's save money to buy it. You can keep the money for selling the paintings, don't give it to me. I don't spend much money usually, and when I really need it, I will buy it again. I want you to."

Xia Xiaomu was not going to tell him that her name was written on the real estate certificate of this house.

Anyway, we will be together with Lu Jinghan in the future, gradually Xia Qianbai won't care who owns the house.

As for the income from Xia Qianbai's works, Xia Xiaomu set up a special account for him, because Xia Qianbai basically does online shopping, transfer part of the money to his mobile phone, and deposit the rest in the card for him when the time comes.

Xia Xiaomu knew that as long as she was tougher, Xia Qianbai would not be able to refuse, and would still accept it.

He nodded perfunctorily and said, "Okay. Listen to you."

Changed the subject again: "Dad, are you familiar with the environment at home? The empty room on the third floor is our studio. What do you think?"

"I'm familiar with it. In the afternoon, I moved my drawing board in."

Xia Qianbai discussed with him: "I also want to live in the bedroom next to the studio, which is convenient for drawing. Jing Han, and if your friends come to the house, let them come, don't worry about me."

Xia Xiaomu: "My friend, Ning Ning may come to the house next week. Brother Jing Han... he probably won't come, he is usually very busy during the day..."

I also felt that I couldn't say it to death: "... If he really comes, I won't let him go to the third floor to disturb you."

Xia Qianbai looked at him and smiled: "If you want to find him, go to his house. I'm used to being alone at home. When you don't come back, tell me, I'll cook less."

Xia Xiaomu's face turned red from his smile, and she felt awkward: "...I won't go to him often, after all, it's close and it's convenient to meet him."

Xia Xiaomu's cell phone rang, interrupting their conversation.

It's Aunt Wang's call.

He put down his chopsticks: "Dad, I'll go out for a while. By the way, you should eat less first, and try Aunt Wang's cooking later."

~~~

Xie Wen knew that Xiao Mu and his father would move in today. When she drove back from school, she saw the brightly lit house next door.

Her heart skipped a beat, she couldn't help but stop the car, opened the door to get out, but couldn't move.Standing there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a woman about her age came over and walked towards Xiao Mu's house with a few lunch boxes.When passing her, he smiled and greeted her.

Then, just looking at Xie Wen, she saw the woman standing at the door of Xia Xiaomu's house and making a phone call.

Soon, Xia Xiaomu ran out from the yard and shouted happily: "Aunt Wang, just tell me, I'll just go and get it at home. I'm sorry to ask you to bring it here."

"It's nothing, just a few steps away. They are all your favorite dishes, but I don't know if your father likes them or not?"

"I must like it. I can smell the aroma through the lunch box. Just now he said that the dim sum you made is delicious."

"is it?"

Aunt Wang was also very happy: "After that, I will make it for you to eat."

The voices of the two were not loud, but they could still be heard clearly in the quiet villa area.

Xie Wen looked at Aunt Wang who was delivering the food, and listened to Xia Xiaomu's conversation, her expression was a little stiff, and she was a little flustered. She hurriedly opened the car door, got in, and drove away.