Yan Qi thought for a long time and finally decided to give Grandma Gu a painting.
She drew a Chinese painting with her own hands.
Because time was tight and it was impossible to paint a detailed meticulous painting, Yan Qi painted a freehand ink painting.
It looks very charming.
Old people like Grandma Gu should like Chinese painting.
Enbao stood aside and was shocked to see a beautiful painting drawn by Yan Qi just as he waved his hand.
The little mouth opened wide and her eyes were filled with wonder.
"Mommy is so awesome!"
In the past, Enbao didn't have much sense of reality about Yan Qi, most of them existed in imagination.
Imagine what your mommy looks like.
What other children's mothers looked like, he thought, his mother should also look like this.
He longed to have a mommy, but he had no vague idea of who this mommy was.
But now, the image of mommy in his heart becomes more and more clear.
His mommy will hug him, kiss him, buy him lots of yogurt bars, and cook lots of delicious dishes.
His mommy is also very good. She can draw beautiful pictures with just a wave of her hand.
Enbao doesn't know much about painting, but he just thinks Mommy's paintings are beautiful and she's really good at it.
His mother is not only kind to him, but also good at painting and good-looking.
Enbao has seen the mothers of other children, and none of their mothers are as good-looking as his.
At this moment Enbao realized that he had the best mother in the world.
It must be because his mommy is so nice.
So many, many children are vying to be their mother’s child.
So, they have to compete to see who is the best and smartest.
Only the best-behaved and smartest baby can have the best mother.
Thinking of this, Enbao hugged Yan Qi's waist, raised his little head and solemnly promised: "Mommy, I will be the most obedient and powerful baby, and I will not let you down."
This little guy is really good at sweet-talking.
Yan Qi touched the little guy's soft hair and said with a smile, "Our Enbao is already very well-behaved and very good."
Hearing mommy praise him, Enbao blushed and felt a little shy.
He quietly told himself in his heart that he should work harder and be the best baby in the world.
After finishing the painting, Yan Qi put down the pen and asked Enbao: "Do you like painting? Can Mommy teach you?"
Enbao nodded: "I like it."
Whatever mommy likes, he likes.
Yan Qi was very happy and took Enbao to the living room to play games.
Enbao is still too young to learn to draw, but he can be trained to be sensitive to colors.
On the other side, after Xia Ning was frustrated by Gu Qinghan, she thought about it and went to Ye Qiu'an.
She stood at the door of Xia's villa all day and night.
A servant saw Xia Ning and immediately reported it to Ye Qiu'an.
Ye Qiu'an was reading a book. Hearing this, he walked to the window and saw the thin figure at the door.
Seeing Xia Ning again, Ye Qiu'an couldn't tell how he felt.
There is confusion, disappointment, and resentment...but more importantly, heartache.
This is the child she raised with her own hands.
You were so good and sensible back then, why did you become like this now?
Ye Qiuan couldn't figure it out.
She forced herself to be cold-hearted and told the servant: "Don't worry about her."
The servant bowed his head and left.
Ye Qiu'an asked the servant to leave Xia Ning alone, but she couldn't help but look out the window.
I couldn't read the book, so I had to look outside every few minutes.
From dark to dawn.
Ye Qiu'an couldn't sleep all night, she thought Xia Ning wouldn't be able to hold on.
She has been pampered since she was a child. She has never suffered such pain, and she will definitely not be able to bear it.
However, in the morning, Ye Qiuan looked out the window and saw that Xia Ning was still standing there.
She actually stood like this all day and night!
Ye Qiu'an finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and ran towards the door.