Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 1011 Three Thousand Rong Chen

The scale of the exhibition is larger than that of last year, and the works on display are more abundant.

Children's works are full of creativity, but traces of real life can still be found in the details.

For example, there is a large number of figures of a man in the work, and for another example, there are always many smiles on the faces of the characters in the painting.

Near the exit of the art exhibition, Rong Chen asked Lin Ran to buy an album, while he quietly stood in front of a painting.

"Is this painting special? You've been staring at it for a long time."

Someone suddenly spoke next to him.

The voice was clear and unrestrained, but not too ostentatious, with a touch of softness unique to women hidden.

Rong Chen's body froze slightly, and he turned to look at the person beside him.

Lynn squeezed her half-drinked coffee, tilted her head, and looked at the man beside her with puzzled eyebrows.

Rong Chenli's surprise disappeared immediately, he turned his head and said, "The painting is very good, isn't it?"

Lynn's eyes fell on the painting, and said: "I heard that this little writer is only six years old. I saw this male image appearing several times throughout the exhibition. Is this her father?"

Rong Chen: "You are very smart."

Lynn said: "But what's the good thing? Isn't it just a father cooking in the kitchen?"

Rong Chen: "You don't know the people in the painting, so you probably don't know that the man in the painting is not a man who can cook."

Lynn took a sip of her coffee, looked thoughtfully at Rong Chen beside her, then raised her hand and pointed to a painting next door.

"Is she the mother of the little writer? Is she the one who should cook often? Why don't children draw her, but notice the father who rarely cooks?"

Rong Chen was silent for two seconds, his eyes followed the strange girl's hand to the painting on the next wall, "Probably, even a six-year-old child understands that only the rarest things are the most precious."

As soon as Rong Chen finished speaking, suddenly out of nowhere, a brat jumped out.

The child is about seven or eight years old, just like a firecracker that has been ignited, it seems to be rushing here!

Lynn was concentrating on studying the painting, and was bumped into by him accidentally.

No matter how fast the child is, the damage is still limited, but the key point is that the coffee in her hand fell directly on Rong Chen beside her when she was hit by the bear child!

Lynn quickly reached out to rescue him. Although the remaining coffee in the cup didn't spill all over Rong Chen's body, it still stained his scarf.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Lynn apologized quickly.

The parents of the children who rushed over also apologized again and again.

Lynn took out a tissue to wipe, but saw the man in the wheelchair was motionless, staring at the coffee-stained scarf.

Lin Ran rushed over from a distance, and when he saw it, he hurried up to help and took the scarf away.He gave Lynn an unfriendly look, then pushed the wheelchair and walked outside.

"Master, I'll find someone to wash it later."

This man wears very elegant clothes and shoes, and speaks in a very comfortable tone. The man also called him the young master, which shows that his background is not bad.

However, when Lynn touched the scarf just now, she found that the scarf was of poor quality.

Thinking of the way the man stared at the scarf just now, Lynn recalled the small name tag vaguely seen on the scarf and shrugged.

After watching the art exhibition, Lynn bought a picture book at the exit. While waiting for the car to arrive outside, she flipped through two pages, and at the end of the picture book, she saw a brief introduction about the little writer.

(End of this chapter)