"Okay." The driver started the car and left. Mr. Jing became increasingly inseparable from his wife.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room on the second floor, Yu Mengxi finally saw the Lamborghini stop, and she was very happy inside.
But the car door didn't open for a long time, and instead drove away. The woman's beautiful eyes lost focus for an instant.
Isn't he coming to the meeting?
Where is he going?
Everyone is waiting.
Jingting sent the A-level design draft that he reviewed overnight to Mo Fan and Yu Mengxi. His intention was very clear, and he wanted them to make up their own minds.
When Mo Fan found her, Yu Mengxi was speechless!
The Lamborghini left the city and headed towards Sunshine Village.
In fact, even Jingting himself didn't understand why he wanted to go to the village to find her?
What should I say after seeing her?
He didn't know, he only knew that he wanted to see her.
At Qiaotou, the scenery remains the same, and it is as quiet as a paradise.
Li Mi is petite and cute in a blue casual suit. She wears a peaked cap and appears in front of the children like a little angel.
Rows of left-behind children sat in front of the easel, listening carefully to her explanation of the white swan she was going to paint today.
"You can freely match the color of the background, just leave a blank space."
"The color of the dark parts of the swan needs special attention, and the brushstrokes must be aligned according to the shape of the swan..."
Everyone listened very carefully.
Among this group of children, Zhang Linmo, who was sitting at the very end, stood out. Li Mi also prepared a drawing board for him.
He is a student today. He has put away his past rebelliousness and has become particularly humble and eager to learn.
It took him a long time before Li Mi agreed to bring him here.
Wu Jun stood not far away and stared at him angrily. He always felt that he was approaching the master with a purpose!
I also tried to persuade my master, but my master thought he was stingy and thought too much.
This Zhang Linmo deliberately approached Master!
The Lamborghini stopped not far away.
"Mr. Jing," the driver whispered, "My wife is teaching the children to draw under the tree."
When Jingting heard this, he raised his eyes and saw the girl with lively eyes, giving a lecture vividly.
He opened the door and got out of the car, and was deeply attracted by her simple appearance. Just looking at her, he gradually lost his mind.
"Okay, let's try to draw it first. I believe you can draw it well!"
The children picked up their paintbrushes one after another.
She walked beside the children, reminding them in a low voice and patiently coaching them.
There is a white swan drawn on the blackboard, and the lines are very beautiful.
A breeze blew, and when Jingting took steps towards her, she accidentally noticed a distinctive figure among the group of children.
He is more than half taller than those children, and his back looks very familiar.
Li Mi passed by Zhang Linmo, and when Zhang Linmo grabbed Li Mi's wrist, Jingting's eyes stung.
He stopped.
Li Mi looked at Zhang Linmo and then at his hands, "What's wrong?"
The child had a smile on his face. His mobile phone was placed on the easel. Jingting's figure and the Lamborghini parked on the roadside were reflected on the screen.
Therefore, all his actions are intentional.
"Teacher Li, will you teach me how to draw?" He handed her the brush with his other hand, "How about you draw an outline for me and I'll fill in the colors myself?"
Li Mi looked calm, "Are you ready to learn? Let go."
But he pulled hard playfully, and Li Mi was unprepared and pulled into her arms!
Zhang Linmo fell off the bench, and Li Mi threw him to the ground!
Jingting quickly stepped towards her!
A hand with distinct joints appeared in front of her eyes, and Li Mi was startled. When she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of bottomless eyes, filled with natural arrogance and nobility.
he came?
Zhang Linmo half-stretched his body and was dazzled by the dignity of the imperial court.
Li Mi averted his gaze and gently placed his hand covered in paint on his broad and thick palm.
Jingting gently held her hand and helped her up, "You didn't fall, did you?" He was elegant and handsome, with a low, gentle voice.