Chapter 178

"I came to you." Li Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile, which was meaningful. "I know a good place. Do you want to go?"

"Go, I'm interested in this good place in city A."

Li Zhiyuan smiled, "well, go and have a chat by the way."

"No problem."

Children's painting came home with an ugly and heavy jade carving. Shen Qianshu was drawing a design drawing. Seeing this jade carving, he was stunned and blurted out, "children's painting, you are really... Fantastic aesthetics."

Little boy painting always likes big things, a small one carat ring and a 20 carat diamond ring. He will definitely choose 20 carats, and he doesn't feel how abrupt it is to wear such a huge thing on his hand.

This is in sharp contrast to her consistent aesthetics.

She likes small and delicate things.

What he likes, as long as it is big and looks expensive, is a good thing.

This jade carving looks like a moat.

"From fans." The picture of the little boy is expressionless and his heart is unhappy, which is also the reason why he just turned a cold face to Ye Yifan.

I'm obviously not a child of their family, and I'm surprisingly consistent with the aesthetics of the two psychopaths in their family.

How... Angry.

"It seems that fans all know your preferences. There are a lot of jade carvings in ancient spring gardens. Your fans are also intentional and look like it's true." Shen Qianshu bowed her head again to draw. She recently had to catch up with the drawings of Shen Lin's design competition.

"Mommy, I have decided that in the future, I will be consistent with your aesthetics. From today on, I will like small and delicate things." The little boy sat down unhappily, propped his chin and looked at Shen Qianshu's drawing, and became irritable again.

"Mommy, you painted that fake again!"

He stood up, angry, the whole person was as irascible as a small Yeling, and the hair was about to explode.

Shen Qianshu hurriedly hugged him. Fortunately, her son was so small that it was much better to hug him than Yeling. She pinched the face of Tong Hua, "there is still one year left for the contract between Mommy and her. When one year is over, it will be over completely."

This is the price of saving children's paintings. She doesn't regret it.

Let alone painting Shen Lin for a few years, she doesn't regret painting for a lifetime.

The tip of the little boy's nose is sour. His mother likes jewelry design so much. There are so many works that can be hot with bare hands, but each work is crowned with someone else's name. He is distressed, helpless and hates himself more.

"If I died, you would..."

"Nonsense. Do you want to be beaten?" Shen Qianshu sank his face and his eyes were indifferent. "Shen Jin, stand aside and reflect."

When Shen Qianshu is angry, he will call his name.

The little boy got up from her arms without saying a word and stood at the foot of the wall.

Their mother and son seldom mention it.

For children's paintings, this is the biggest knot.

He can't wait to hold everything Shen Qianshu likes most in front of her.

If one day, he will die in front of Shen Qianshu. He hopes to leave Shen Qianshu a lot of money and the career she likes. At least, he has something in his heart.

Even if Shen Qianshu talks about getting married and having his own children.

She will love her children very much.

Just remember that you once had him and loved his son.

How regretful he is that he is not Shen Qianshu's child.

If he is Shen Qianshu's child, he can at least bear this love, which is mother child nature.

But he is not.

He is not Shen Qianshu's child, but she lost her favorite career for him.