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"Shao Han, it's fine if your older brother is hiding everything from me. You can't learn from him." Li Guo Wei stared at Li Shao Han and said, Li Shao Han laughed: "Grandfather, you think too much, there's nothing wrong."

After Li Shao Han finished speaking, he looked away and lowered his head.

The more he wanted to cover it up, the more Li Guo Wei suspected that something was going on.

Speaking of which, it was the same this morning. Generally, it would be Gu Zhi Qiu who called to say if she or she wouldn't come, but today, it was Zhan Chen who called.

Li Guo Wei thought that something had happened to the two of them.

Li Guo Wei had only been unwilling to marry at the time, and had always been feeling wronged after getting married. He originally thought that time could change everything, but it wasn't absolute. Although he had reason to believe that Gu Zhi Qiu could move Li Zhan Chen, his own grandson also understood that his stubbornness had always been a headache for him.

Thinking about it, Li Guo Wei's face darkened. He still had to take a look, or else he wouldn't be at ease.

He had already decided to marry Gu Zhi Qiu, he wouldn't let her be bullied once she entered his house, but he wouldn't let any of his seniors manage it. If Zhan Chen did something that he did not know how to restrain, he wouldn't stand by and do nothing.

Seeing his grandfather's expression darken, Li Shao Han knew in his heart that his grandfather would definitely go tonight.

The corner of his mouth raised, Li Shao Han's mood became much happier.

In the afternoon, Li Shao Han went to buy some snacks again. This time, he bought a little more, although he didn't know if there would be any chances to eat tonight.

Li Shao Han was in a good mood so he decided to bring the snacks home.

When he went back, Li Shao Han did not see Gu Zhi Qiu in the living room. He could not help but ask the servant: "Where is my sister-in-law?"

"The young mistress was painting a persimmon tree in the backyard. She had already painted for an entire day. At noon, she called for it. The young mistress said that she wasn't hungry, so she drank some black tea and ate some snacks." The servant said in detail.

Li Shao Han put down the dim sum and looked out the window in the backyard.

Under the light of the setting sun, Gu Zhi Qiu was drawing the scenery in front of her with her oil brush, probably because she did not have any distracting thoughts in her heart, and instead wholeheartedly painted with all her heart. Her face no longer had the usual melancholy, and instead had a weak, light smile.

Li Shao Han stood at the window and stared at her for a long time, as if the sunlight had turned holy and spread by her side.

She held a paintbrush in her hand, which made it difficult to pull her drooping bangs behind her ears. She used one end of the brush to pick up her hair and tied it behind her back. Her slender fingers exuded a white jade lustre.

When Li Zhan Chen returned, he stopped the car in the parking lot. In the car, he met two horticultural workers who passed by, and chatted as he walked: "That young madam, you have already painted at the persimmon tree for the entire day, don't you think she's tired?"

"Why aren't you tired? My daughter is learning to draw right now, and every day when she returns, she says that she's going to die from exhaustion. Just drawing some sketches and sitting for a few hours."

"I haven't even sat for a day. I can really sit without eating lunch."

"You're just superficial. Those artistic people of mine, didn't they just forget to eat and sleep, didn't they? I ate spiritual food."

"What mental food? If the power of art can really fill my stomach, then what about it? If you give it to me, I'll starve to death without two steamed buns for one meal."

Li Zhan Chen got down from the carriage and smacked his lips.

Li Zhan Chen did not directly enter the front hall. Instead, he turned around and walked forward, and not long after, he went around the wooden cloister on the lawn and spotted Gu Zhi Qiu from afar.

She was indeed drawing, it was very quiet, the autumn wind was already cold, she was still wearing her gauze shirt and skirt, the brush in her hand constantly painting something on the canvas in front of her.

Li Zhan Chen unknowingly walked over, all the way until he reached Gu Zhi Qiu's side before he stopped. Gu Zhi Qiu felt that someone beside him had stopped their painting brush, and lifted his head to look.

Li Zhan Chen did not look at her, his gaze fixated on the drawing.

In the picture, there were ripe and full persimmon trees, and the smoky mountains were the background.

"Here, I can't see the mountain." Li Zhan Chen said, he lowered his head and wanted to take the scribble board, but looking at the brush and seasoning board in his hand, he gave up.

Li Zhan Chen did not wait for her to say anything as he replied casually.

In reality, she could not see the distant mountains in her eyes, but there were still mountains in her heart. Perhaps she still desired freedom, and although Li Family's villa was her cage, she broke her own wings.

Her heart had a distant mountain, but she didn't have to watch it. She couldn't depend on others. Only, Li Zhan Chen had to admit that Gu Zhi Qiu's drawing was very good.

She had always been good at painting, and he had known it all along. The year before last, on his birthday, she had given herself a painting.

At that time, the two of them were still a CEO and a secretary. She drew a picture of a general riding a snow-covered horse and shooting the moon, which was extremely exciting. He asked her: Why did the generals who drew the moon always shoot white tigers and eagles, and why did the generals shoot the moon when they were talking?

She laughed and joked, "The country is going to die. Tomorrow the war drums will urge the city. The general will go out on a snowy night to kill the enemy on his own. He just wants the snow to not stop and the moon to not stop so he can kill his entire army."

If he had been an ancient general, she said, he would have been one.

He liked the painting very much, very much. It had once hung in the bedroom, but when she first came to live in this villa, the painting could only lie in the dark wine cellar.

Perhaps he would never take out the painting again.

"The sky is cold, don't draw and go back to rest, otherwise you will be sick again." Li Zhan Chen said to her before turning to leave.

Gu Zhi Qiu watched his back and sighed without a sound.

If it were any other husband or wife at such a time, the husband would take off his suit jacket and cover his wife with it.

Although it was not bad that he was being cared for, it was an improvement, Gu Zhi Qiu looked at the painting but did not want to leave, so he continued to draw.

It was still so quiet, and she didn't feel cold. Her heart was colder than it was today, so how could her body feel cold?

Li Shao Han had seen Li Zhan Chen and Gu Zhi Qiu from the window just now. When Li Zhan Chen left, he quickly went upstairs and put down the clothes that he wanted to give to Gu Zhi Qiu, then went back down the stairs.

Seeing Li Zhan Chen, Li Shao Han raised his hand and said as if nothing had happened, "Brother, you came back really early."

"Yes, you too." Li Zhan Chen nodded, and saw the dim sum on the table: "Did you buy it?"