Little Mike's paintings have been learned by professional masters, and he can also draw very spiritually with the introduction of the abstract school.

He looked up at daddy with an apron for painting

"This is me, next to my beautiful sister!"

He pointed to what looked like three people in the picture.

Shang Qian nodded and pointed to another person:

"And this?"

Little Mike hesitated.

Shang Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at his son dangerously:

"Hmm? Who is it?"

Su Nan finished the phone call and came leisurely to see the excitement.

Sure enough, there was another man beside the child. He looked like a man.

Is it Shang Qian?

But that's not right. Would little Mike be hesitant if Shang Qian did?

Little Mike muttered, "this is brother Yu Lou!"

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

Even Qin Yu could not help looking sideways at the excitement.

Shang Qian's aura suddenly became wrong.

"Yu Lou?"

Little Mike nodded happily:

"Brother Yu Lou is really great. He can do a lot of things for his beautiful sister one day, and he can do everything. I want to learn from him. He is my idol!"

Shang Qian's eyes and eyebrows gathered up, and he stared at little Mike with a heavy face. He didn't speak.

He can't even compare with Yu Lou?

Can Yu Lou become the person in little Mike's painting?

Su Nan walked over and smiled: "little Mike spent a day with assistant Yu today. It seems that he has learned a lot."

"Of course, brother Yu Lou is very good. He knows almost the whole company and all their personality characteristics!"

Shang Qian's breath sank obviously.

He turned his eyes and looked at Su Nan:

"Don't take him to the company. Go to the Su family's old house. If you need help, I can deliver it myself."

Even if Su Yifeng was hurt by his strange manner, he would admit it!

If he took little Mike to the company again, he could even predict that his son would soon become someone else's son.

Su Nan nodded, not knowing why.

It was almost eleven o'clock when excited little Mike began to doze off.

Without saying anything, Shang Qian hugged him and left.

Su Nan naturally stayed with Qin Yu.

Qin Yu yawned and went back to wash. After washing, Su Nan looked up:

"Mo is still quiet?"

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment and gave a sound.

"I guess I'm not interested in looking. I'm hiding. He won't know."

"He can't hide forever. He won't give up."

Qin Yu smiled. The corners of his mouth were pale.

"He will."

Mo Xian is a refined egoist. He knows more about the world than anyone, and also knows which is more important.

He can sell his marriage for the benefit of his family, not to mention a fruitless relationship?

For three days.

His phone went from bombardment to silence.

Perhaps I understand that such a phone call is a waste of cost and no gain.

Almost fourorfive days passed.

Early in the morning, Su Nan watched Qin Yu come out to dress up. The beautiful figure shuttled through her cloakroom and motioned about her clothes from time to time.

"Su Nan, I'm moving out today. Don't wait for me tonight."

Su Nan was stunned for a moment. "So fast?"

Qin Yu is in a mess:

"My mother didn't know where she heard about it. It made me see the reality, work hard, and have arranged a dinner with the customer in the evening!"

Su Nan looked at her painfully: "Uncle Qin is really a surrealist!"

Qin Yu: "no, it's not as important as making money. I'll wear this dress..."