Mo Qianxun obviously didn't want to mention more about Liu Zhu.
He softened his smile and said in a calm tone, "Okay, let me ask you, if Mo Ling said he was willing to marry you now, would you agree?"
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Bai Weiwei felt his heart suffocate.
It is well known that Bai Weiwei liked Mo Ling in the past.
I'm afraid it's a knot in Mo Qianxun's heart.
She is not the original Bai Weiwei, it is her choice now. She has never even seen Mo Ling's face, so why should she marry or not?
She smiled tenderly, stepped forward, put her arms around Mo Qianxun's strong waist, and said softly, imitating his tone just now: "I won't agree. My husband is Mo Qianxun, and I only recognize him."
Mo Qianxun's body froze, and he felt full of joy welling up in his heart.
"Me too, Weiwei."
His arms hugged her back tightly, and one hand gently stroked her hair.
Joy and satisfaction emerged in the hearts of both of them at this moment.
The two of them didn't speak anymore, enjoying the moment of being close to each other.
The misty wind blew their hair, entangled, entangled...
After dinner in the evening, Mo Qianxun sat in his father's room for a long time, and then went back to the house. Bai Weiwei unfolded Gongzijun's painting and was admiring it under the candlelight.
He nodded thoughtfully while appreciating it.
Mo Qianxun saw her serious look when he entered the door and raised his eyebrows.
Asked: "Do you like it very much?"
"Of course!" Bai Weiwei replied without thinking as she still stared at the painting without raising her head.
Feeling that Mo Qianxun hadn't said anything for a long time, she raised her head and saw him sitting behind her. She waved her hand and called Mo Qianxun to come closer and watch.
"Qianxun, come here and take a look. Well, let me ask you, can you draw?"
Mo Qianxun moved the stool closer and said calmly: "No."
"Do you want to learn? Can I teach you?" Bai turned slightly and said to him with interest.
Mo Qianxun seemed to think for a moment before saying, "Okay. But it's so late, can we teach again tomorrow?"
"Well, okay, how about you take a look at this painting first?" Bai Weiwei raised Gongzijun's painting in front of him with some pride.
Because this painting took her a lot of effort to get. It didn't matter to others, she really wanted Mo Qianxun to share the happiness with her.
"It's very beautiful. Where did you get this painting?" Mo Qianxun admired it and asked casually.
Bai Wei smiled brightly, "I am..."
Suddenly he stopped talking, looked at Mo Qianxun and said cautiously: "I'm going to tell you, but you must not tell anyone else."
Mo Qianxun smiled and nodded.
Bai flicked the painting unfolded in his hand slightly, blinked his big eyes and said proudly: "Let me tell you, just guess how much this painting is worth?"
Seeing Mo Qianxun shaking his head in confusion, he continued: "300,000 taels! Just because of this painting, I almost couldn't come back!"
"Oh? What's going on?" Mo Qianxun immediately followed her words and asked.
"When I was shopping, I accidentally broke a little boy's painting. Well, it was this painting. He asked me to compensate him, so I drew exactly the same painting according to this painting. The original painting was
I kept it secretly. Hehe." Thinking of that incident, she snickered as if she had gotten a big deal.
Seeing her bright smile, Mo Qianxun nodded thoughtfully and smiled, "My wife is really capable. It turns out that you can also draw. My husband has never heard of you saying that you used to learn