C8 Wishful Thinking

"Uncle Chen, look!"

As she spoke, Yu saw several oil paintings on the wall and a stack of drafts on the dresser.

This was originally an extremely ordinary room, but because of the appearance of the paintings, it gave him a sense of a new world.

Yu Mucheng walked over to take a closer look at the paintings.

"There's also cosmetic powder." The field opened the door, bent down, and took out a second painting tube from the bottom, opened the top lid, and extracted the scroll inside.

As for Yu Mucheng, his gaze fell on the wide open cabinet. The clothes inside were surprisingly few in number, and there were also all kinds of winter and summer outfits.

Seems like he had everything he had.

Even if that father of Zheng's did not pass, Professor Tian would certainly not treat her granddaughter unfairly. She would not lack the money to buy beautiful clothes due to financial constraints.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dressing table. Other than a pile of paintings and a laptop, there was nothing else. It wasn't like ordinary girls, whose dresser was filled with bottles and jars of cosmetics.

It seemed like this little girl was different from the other rich girls. Her demand for materials was light.

In this era where materials were flowing, it was rare for her to act like this.

Yu Muchen had a whole new level of respect for the fields.

"Uncle Chen, how was it?"

The field did not know what Yu was thinking, but she was eager to show off the works.

It was a pity that Yu Mu Chen didn't know much about painting, and he couldn't tell how good she was at it. But it was undeniable that these paintings could be used as decorations in a room.

Looks like this girl was quite talented!

On one side of the field, there was a smug look on his face. Obviously, he was waiting for someone to praise him. Those slightly squinting eyes could not conceal the light within. It was like the gathering of millions of stars, causing people to be unable to open their eyes.

It was undeniable that she was a beauty, or was she a natural beauty.

Occasionally, when she was playing the small trick, she would look a little cunning, cute and adorable.

Realizing that he was going off topic, Yu Mu Chen retracted his thoughts and pointed at the paintings.

"Are you self-taught, or did you learn from your teacher?"

"Grandfather has found me a guardian aunt and a mister who are also a fan of painting. I will draw along with them and play with them. Slowly, the painting will reach its current level!"

Yu Mu Chen nodded. He had never studied in a system before, and the fact that he could draw something like this was incredibly rare!

He flipped through the sketches on the table. Most of them were portraits of people. There were typical European faces, but there were also Asian people.

One of the Asian men appeared at a very high frequency. There were all kinds of angles and postures, which made him feel a little familiar.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

"Who is this?" Your classmate? " the man asked in a low voice, pointing at the man in the portrait.

"My senior is a free model. Heh heh, "the person in the portrait was indeed her big brother, Jia Hao."

Some of them were painted by Li Jiaghao after he had sat down quietly.

Some, when he left and she thought of him, she drew them as she remembered them.

Time flew by so quickly, it had been months since Jiayu returned, I really want to see him!

However, she couldn't do it yet. She planned to wrap herself up as a present and have the delivery man deliver it to him on his birthday.

The moment he opened the box was the moment she confessed.

In his mind, he imagined the scene where he met Li Jiaghao once again.

I wonder, when Jia Hao big brother opened the gift, how would he react to her?

Surprise? Or was he scared?

Or...

Did big brother Jia Hao miss her a lot too?

He forcefully suppressed the unbearable anticipation in his heart. If he were to endure any longer, he would be able to see him soon!

"You don't like people one-sided, do you?"

The way the little girl looked at the portrait betrayed her inner thoughts.

Fieldland looked at Yu Mubai. Wishful thinking, no? Her brother had always been so kind to her, always taking care of her and caring for her in Germany.

Field thought he liked her, too, and there was only a layer of window paper between them.

She could not wait to pierce through this window!

But there was no need to tell the old man!

Seeing that she didn't answer, Yu Mu Chen frowned imperceptibly, "Did he return home because he lost his love?"

Field: "..."

Is it fun to pour cold water on others?

This old man's EQ was truly invincible!

He glared at the man in front of him and said angrily, "You can leave now, I'm going to sleep!"

"I can sleep, but I haven't washed the bowls yet!" Yu Mu Chen put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the room.

"I made the noodles, why do you need me to wash the bowls?" The fields refused to accept this.

Without turning around, the man said matter-of-factly, "You live in my house and do some housework to cover the rent, shouldn't you?"

"I can give you money!"

The man stopped in his tracks and turned his head to the side. "Do you think I can live here with money?"