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Han Song nodded.

At this time, Han Wei walked over after getting some hot water, and said with a smile: "Xiao Rou, you don't know, my grandfather is the founder of the CN Competition."

Yun Xiaoruan was startled, then turned her head to look at Han Song, in complete disbelief.

Han Song smiled as he looked at Yun Xiaoruan, "Girl, you … I heard from Wei about the accident. Don't be afraid, Grandpa will help you take responsibility. "

Yun Xiaoruan was startled, and anxiously said: "Grandfather Han, my uncle has already found a lawyer for me to prepare the appeal, you don't have to worry, my uncle is very powerful."

Han Song nodded his head, "Alright, since it's like this I will be relieved."

As he looked at Yun Xiaoruan, he felt a sense of familiarity.

He didn't know why, but he could always feel that Xiao Rou matched up to something in his memories.

Han Song looked at the sketchbook at the side, and said: "Girl, are these all paintings you usually make?"

Yun Xiaoruan nodded and said bashfully: "I didn't know you were the famous Master Han Song Han before, and even made wild comments about your paintings, but now that I think about it, I really have no sense of propriety."

"No need to say it like that, your evaluation is right."

Han Song said, and said: "Can you let me see your book?"

Yun Xiaoruan pointed to the book at the side and asked: "Is it this?"

Han Song nodded.

Yun Xiaoruan picked it up and handed it over to Han Song.

Han Song reached out his hand and opened it, looking at it carefully.

Yun Xiaoruan was extremely nervous.

"Actually... "They were all drawn randomly. I usually don't paint oil or ink paintings, but there are a lot of comics here. Maybe in the eyes of many, comics aren't of any good quality at all …"

"How can you say that?"

Han Song frowned as he looked at Yun Xiaoruan, "Good works of art are all valuable, how can you generalize about them?"

Yun Xiaoruan pursed her lips, not daring to speak anymore.

Han Song closed his book, looked at Yun Xiaoruan and said: "Girl, your work for the competition, is about the fields."

Yun Xiaoruan nodded.

"Why the fields?"

Han Song stared intently at her.

Yun Xiaoruan laughed and said: "I don't know, when Teacher Han told me to draw a piece of art, I thought of this. My comics from before were all about love, this time, I don't know why, I wanted to draw a picture of family."

Han Song seemed to be moved by his words, as he nodded his head and said, "You drew very well, and had a good feeling about it."

He did not say that when he saw Yun Xiaoruan's painting for the first time, he could not hold back his tears from being moved.

He stared at the scene for a long time.

On the golden field, an elderly man stood on the edge of the field, holding the hand of a little girl.

The sun was warm and the wheat fields golden.

Such a scene was both warm and blissful.

Han Song and Yun Xiaoruan talked for an extremely long time, and the two of them actually chatted for an entire afternoon.

It was only when Qin Zheng called that he was forced to stop.

"Uncle, I'm in the hospital …"

"En, very good. There aren't any other reactions, it's just that …" Hungry … Uncle, when are you coming back? "

"Alright, then I'll wait for you …"

Yun Xiaoruan hung up the phone and came back to see that both Han Song and Han Wei had stood up.

"My uncle will be coming soon. Aren't you staying for dinner?"

Han Song laughed and waved his hand, "Forget it, I should also leave now."

"Little girl, hurry up and cure your sickness and come often to visit grandpa."

Yun Xiaoruan nodded her head, "When I'm discharged, I will definitely pay a visit."

Han Song smiled and nodded.

After the two of them left, Yun Xiaoruan reluctantly stood next to the window, and watched the two's backs.

What a warm and interesting grandfather.

Yun Xiaoruan was a little envious.

Lan Lian... What a happy woman.

There was Qin Zheng, Han Wei and Grandfather Han.

Yun Xiaoruan sighed lightly.

Not long later, Qin Zheng arrived.

"Uncle!"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yun Xiaoruan ran down the stairs and stood in front of Qin Zheng.

"Uncle, you're finally here."

As he spoke, he extended his arm and hugged him tightly.

Qin Zheng was very satisfied with this girl.

He put his arms around her and hugged her as he sat on the sofa. "How did you feel this afternoon?"

"Not good …"

Yun Xiaoruan pouted.

Qin Zheng was nervous, "What happened? "Where's the discomfort?"

"Here …"

Yun Xiaoruan touched her heart.

"I really miss uncle …"

Qin Zheng was startled, and immediately understood.

He coughed and said, "You can leave first."

Xiao Liu nodded immediately and placed the things on the table, then turned and left.

The door had just closed. Yun Xiaoruan suddenly felt her vision blurred, and Qin Zheng had already pressed her down on the sofa, urgently kissing her lips.

"Ugh …"

Yun Xiaoruan was a little flustered.

Qin Zheng released her gently, "If I had known that you missed me so much, I would have stayed behind to accompany you."

Yun Xiaoruan laughed, "Don't, the distance will create a beautiful scene. If you stay here, I won't be able to chat with Grandfather Han …"

As Yun Xiaoruan said that, she told Qin Zheng about Han Song and Han Wei's afternoon visit.

Qin Zheng said: "You are still in the period of recovery, so you cannot move too much."

"I know …" "It's nothing, it's nothing. Grandpa Han is really a great person."

Yun Xiaoruan said, and said: "I also want to have a grandfather like him."

As she spoke, she thought of Lan Lian again, and as if she was afraid of losing something, she reached out and hugged Qin Zheng's neck.

She leaned her head into Qin Zheng's embrace.

"Uncle, you can never despise me …"

Her voice was soft and very cute.

Qin Zheng's heart thumped when he heard her shout.

"Alright, I'll never hate you again."

At this time, Han Wei sent Han Song back to the Han family.

On the way, Han Song said, "This girl is really not bad … A good girl. "

"Grandpa, do you think so too? I also think that Xiao Rou is quite cute. "

Han Wei said with a smile.

"Not only is she cute, I keep feeling that it seems that there's fate between her and me …"

Han Wei was startled, and turned to look at Han Song.

Zhang Xuan was perplexed.

If he was the only one who thought this way, then it could be said that it was a coincidence, a coincidence.

It was his own supervisor's guesswork.

But why? Grandpa also felt the same way.

Could it be true … Xiao Rou is my own...

Han Wei did not dare to think further.

After sending Han Song home, he changed into a new set of clothes and drove to the Goodness Hall's Welfare Institute.

He felt that if he wanted to solve these mysteries, he had to first come here and thoroughly investigate it.

It was already three in the afternoon by the time he drove to the orphanage.

Han Wei stopped his car at the entrance of the orphanage and got out of the car.

Arriving at the door, Han Wei saw a group of children inside playing happily and looked around.

Right at this moment, Luo Yin walked out and saw Han Wei.

Her face turned ashen.

Han Wei... The young master of the Han Family …

How did he come here?

Could it be … Did he discover something?