Chapter 1143

"Sister, I've seen your paintings. There are people in our school discussing it! You are so good, when can I draw like you

Gu Mingrui comes out of Pei Qingle's arms, holding his chin with his hands, and looks at Pei Qingle with his eyes blinking and blinking. His two little feet are shaking again and again. The lovely arrival can't be described in words.

"Am I good?" Pei Qingle smiles and blinks his eyes, and gently pinches Gu Mingrui's nose: "I was not as good as you when I was a child, so if you continue to draw, your achievements will certainly be higher than me!"

"But my grandfather doesn't like my painting..." Gu Mingrui sighed like an adult, and his voice was soft and soft: "grandfather said that I want to inherit the family property, painting is not my job."

Pei Qingle saw that the little guy was really confused, so she asked in a low voice, "did you tell Dad about this?"

"No Gu Mingrui cast down his eyes.

He was afraid that if his father was the same as his great grandfather, he would never touch the brush again.

Pei Qingle looks at Gu Mingrui, who is full of worries. He is very mature. What he can solve will never be said.

So it must have been in my mind for a long time to let him speak like this.

She held Xiaorui in her arms and whispered, "in fact, I don't know what your father will say. But as me, I just want Xiao Rui to do what he likes happily. If you like drawing, you can draw whenever you want. You can take this as your hobby or as your own career. "

Pei Qingle said, raised Gu Mingrui's chin, looked at the little guy's clear eyes, said softly: "your father must also like you to be a happy child, do anything you should do at your age, do not need to worry about the future, just be yourself."

Gu Mingrui blinked his eyes and understood the meaning of Pei Qingle's words. He nodded and hugged Pei Qingle.

"Thank you, sister."

Pei Qingle smile: "should thank your father, in fact, he has quietly behind you

"Well..." Gu Mingrui smelled speech and touched his chin: "this evening is not good, I want to sleep with my sister! Shall we call dad back tomorrow

Pei Qingle didn't hold back his breath and laughed. He thought that Gu Linhan had no status in his son's heart.

"Good! This evening belongs to both of us Pei Qingle immediately hugged the little guy.

Gu Mingrui has a tacit understanding to embrace Pei Qingle's shoulder, happy like a kitten with a belly exposed.

The next day.

The itinerary had been arranged, but Pei Qingle received the news that he wanted to meet with the cooperation predecessors in advance, and the final rules of the competition had been set.

The game did not dare to delay, so Pei Qingle could only regret to say goodbye to them and arrived at the villa alone.

Liao Meixing was waiting there early. When she saw Pei Qingle coming, she immediately waved with a smile: "why do you look so happy? Much happier than the days before? "

Although Pei Qingle was thinner than before, she was much better. Now I can't see the morbid appearance of poisoning before.

"Because my... Son is here!" Pei Qingle said with a smile.

Liao Meixing was shocked and almost didn't fall off the sofa: "what? You have a son?! How old are you? Why haven't you mentioned it before? "

"Because it was Anle before, not Pei Qingle! Hey hey, Xiao Rui came yesterday. Seeing him, I feel like seeing my own guardian angel. How can I be unhappy? " Pei Qingle couldn't help showing off.

"Do you have a picture of him? I want to see it! " Liao Meixing is more and more curious. It's hard for her to imagine that Pei Qingle has already had children.

Pei Qingle quickly took out his mobile phone, like every mother who showed off her children. After taking out her mobile phone and opening the album, all of them were photos of Xiaorui.

"How lovely!" Liao Meixing immediately called out.

She doesn't like children very much, but when she looks at Xiao Rui in the photo, her whole heart will sprout. How can there be such a cute and handsome boy!

"That one still looks like your father, but he looks like your eyes." Liao Meixing looks at the photos with eyes, especially seeing Xiaorui's pink and tender cheek. She wants to pinch it.

Pei Qingle turned over the photo's hand and said in a low voice: "actually Xiaorui is not my own, but... I regard him as my own, and he has a good relationship with me."

Liao Meixing was shocked again.

But she frowned. In her opinion, Mingming and Pei Qingle looked alike, especially those eyes, which were almost carved out of the same mold.

How could it not have been born?

And Pei Qingle and the lofty Mr. Gu are not particularly good feelings? Why does Mr. Gu have children with other women?Liao Meixing couldn't control her divergent thinking. At last, she thought that there must be a complicated story in it. Moreover, seeing Pei Qingle's expression, she had better not ask.

"Well, that's fine, as long as you and the kids like each other." Liao Meixing touched Pei Qingle's shoulder with a smile.

Pei Qingle thinks that Liao Meixing is a good friend.

Because she can always carefully observe which occasions to say what to say, when to switch off the topic, never let the other person chat embarrassed.

Two people wait for a while, the villa door will open again, Si Chenyi followed by a group of staff slowly walked out.

At the end, there are Wang duoxuan and he Quantao, who need to make a grand appearance today. Unexpectedly, he Lao also follows them with a faint smile on his face.

Pei Qingle now saw that he Lao was no longer a pure worship. She kept recalling her father's words in her mind. Was he Lao's kindness disguised?

But eyes don't deceive people...

Pei Qingle couldn't distinguish it for a moment, so he simply did not let himself think about it again, but focused on Wang duoxuan.

Wang Duoxuan is a master, though she is old, she wears a long gown, and she has a sage like type of feeling.

According to the materials, Wang duoxuan is a rare painter who has developed well in all directions. He has always been a Buddha and has a variety of styles.