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The man suddenly leaned against the luxurious wallpaper, holding the child in his hand, and said lightly, "I don't have the time for that. And you don't have that much confidence in yourself? "

Gu Xiao Han impatiently tugged on Ren Jiaya's skirt, saying coquettishly, "Mommy, let's hurry home and watch TV. There must be news on TV, and I want to see your picture as soon as possible. "

Ren Jiya only felt that she had been in a muddled state the entire time, and was then pulled out of the banquet hall by Gu Xiao Han and Gu Yannan as she blurrily sat in the car.

It wasn't until the car sped up and she saw the scenery dart back out of the window that she realized the call she had just received was real.

Gu Yenan had been paying attention to Ren ZIya's reaction. Seeing her like this, he could not help but smile inside.

He couldn't see her face in the dim light of the car, but he could feel her nervousness, even a little impatience.

Her several fingers unconsciously intertwined with each other. Gu Xiao Han sat next to Ren Ji Ya, her small face also tense up.

"Xiao Han, you're very nervous?" Gu Yannan's low and hoarse voice suddenly rang out. It was quiet and calm, allowing Ren ZIya's heart to slowly calm down.

"If Mommy becomes a painter, won't she have even less time to accompany Xiao Han?" Gu Xiao Han very dejectedly drooped her head. Her gaze wandered over Ren JIya's body, "Right now, I often don't see Mommy."

Hearing Gu Xiao Han's worried words, Ren Ji Ya's heart softened.

Before Xiao Han was two years old, she had always thought that her child had died, so she didn't accompany him by his side and give him the appropriate maternal love.

So, when Gu Xiao Han found Mommy, she was especially disgusted with Mommy and always hoped that she would let Jiayao accompany him by his side.

"Xiao Han, no matter what kind of person your mother becomes, your mother will always be Xiao Han's mother. Xiao Han can obviously see your mother frequently." Ren Jiya patted her cute hair and gave him a warm smile.

"But Xiao Han is very greedy, and she still wants daddy and mommy to live together with Xiao Han. Daddy used to live with Mommy, so why separate now? "

"Ugh …" Ren Jiya was stunned for a while, but could not answer such a simple question.

She couldn't tell the child that Daddy and Mommy had had him because of an accident, that Daddy and Mommy had no love at all, could she?

If so, wouldn't this restless child feel even more sad?

"Think about your child's hope." Gu Yannan's low and deep voice traveled over, causing Ren Jiya to suddenly raise her head.

So was he willing to be with her because he wanted the child to have a full home?

"Let's go to the organizing committee first. I want to know the result as soon as possible. " Ren Jiya did not respond to Gu Yannan's words and coldly glanced at him before tightly hugging Gu Xiao Han in her arms.

The child very kindly kissed Ren Jiya's forehead, saying in a baby voice, "As long as Mommy becomes a painter, Xiao Han can also stop sticking to Mommy, because Xiahan will also become an outstanding person like Mommy."

"What does Xiao Han want to be when she grows up?" Ren ZIya's eyes curved slightly, purposely changing the topic.

"Xiao Han's ideals are greater than yours, hehehe …"

"Tell me about it."

"I want to save Earth."

"Ugh …" Son, this wish of yours is very hard to realize! " It was Gu Yannan's quiet voice.

"Men are going to save the planet, and my great-grandmother told me so. Dad is going to save the planet, so he's not going home. If I can save the planet, then Dad is going to be able to rest! How nice it is for Dad to stay home and walk the dog with Mommy! "

In the end, Gu Xiao Han had hoped that Gu Yannan would be together with Ren JIya!

Hearing this, Ren Jiya could not help but feel sad.

The car had already stopped in front of the organizing committee building of the Van Gogh Cup. Looking at the place where she had once been, Ren Zuiya's heart surged with emotions.

She quietly lowered the car window and suppressed the emotions in her heart. Then she said to Gu Yannan, "You and Xiao Han go back first."

This time, Gu Xiao Han wasn't as excited as she was just now. Gu Yannan also didn't say anything.

Two men, one big and one small, sat quietly in the car and watched as Ren ZIya pushed open the door, got out of the car, and walked gracefully up the steps of the building.

Her steps were firm and firm as she walked one step at a time. It was just like how she had always been a dream all these years, neither too fast nor too slow, neither too slow nor too eager to achieve anything, and yet she was still working hard.

Ren Jiya held her chest and felt her heart beating rapidly. She stood at the door of the organization committee and took a few deep breaths before lightly knocking on the door and walking in calmly.

The secretary, who had obviously been waiting for a long time, quickly gave up her seat when she saw Ren ZIya in her magnificent dress.

"Miss Ren, the work you have handed in is indeed a pleasant surprise to the judges. They agreed to give you the first prize after several rounds of deliberation and voting. Congratulations! "

"I didn't do well enough. It was a chance you gave me. Thank you so much." Ren Jiya maintained her usual modesty.

"Right now, we are only announcing the winners' list to the news media. There will be an official awards ceremony later on, and there will be a press conference scheduled. Many artists from the cultural companies will be looking for you to sign on, so you can consider it. This is a great opportunity for many painters to start their professional art work through the Van Gogh Cup. "

"Sign a contract?" Ren Jiya was slightly startled. She was unfamiliar with this term. Only then did she speak faintly, "I have a gallery. I don't consider signing any of the cultural companies."

"You're going to be an independent painter?"

"Regarding your question, I didn't consider it at all. At that time, I only came to participate in the competition on the spur of the moment, so I gave my all to work. What happened afterwards I didn't consider it at all."

The secretary looked surprised, "There are too few people like you who don't have the ability to take part in the competition. We need to award the award to someone as outstanding as you."

Before Ren Jiya could reply, the organizing committee was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

At the same time, the secretary and Ren Jiya's gaze were attracted by the heavily made-up woman outside the door.

Why did she come?

A trace of jealousy and embarrassment appeared on He Ziteng's face. He smirked at Ren Jiya disdainfully and said in a sharp voice, "You won the award?" Even if you win the award, you can't ignore the rights of others, right? "

"What do you mean?" The secretary frowned, a doubtful expression appearing on her face. "Miss He, please speak frankly."

"According to my understanding, there's a person in Ren Jiya's painting. It's a little girl who hasn't reached eighteen years of age, right?" He Zishi's tone was cold. "If a character appears in a public painting, the consent of the person involved must be obtained. I would like to ask Ren ZIya, does the mother of the little girl in your painting allow her daughter to appear in your painting?"