Jiang Enren looked at him with a bit of pain in his eyes: "Master, don't you even believe me anymore?"

"Xiao Jiang, it's not that I don't believe it, but that the facts are right in front of me. I am old, but I will not become old and confused. Just tell everyone frankly, how did your painting come from?"

He replied in earnest again: "Master, that was what I painted. In my imagination, the beautiful baby looks, painted with this belief."

"Ah."

Tang Yaoyao smiled again.

Afterwards, she raised her eyebrows lightly: "Mr. Jiang, since you imagine the beautiful baby's appearance, how can you depict the artistic conception in the painting so sad?"

"Yes, that painting made me see my life, and this painting by Mr. Yun is truly beautiful."

Jiang Enren continued to argue: "You don't understand."

Tang Yaoyao asked, "Is this a picture that I painted just because I imagined a beautiful baby?"

Jiang Enren continued to answer seriously: "Of course, life is too short, so there are such works."

Ah.

This is after her reminder, other colors were added.

Fu Yunmo said aloud, he looked at the painting in front of him, his eyes were full of stars, every word: "This painting took me ten years to complete."

ten years……

God!

It took ten years to paint.

No wonder, so beautiful, even every detail is intoxicating.

Zhang Bo couldn’t help but sigh. After a while, he asked: “It took ten years to paint in ten years. Just now you said that you have to give this painting to an important person. Therefore, the woman in the painting Baby, is it real?"

"Ok."

Everyone feels tight, one person, painting another person for ten years, what kind of meaning is this, and how can it be taken away by others?

Therefore, Mr. Yun, who has always been low-key, disclosed his identity.

It wasn't that Mr. Yun's painting had never been stolen, but his assistant came forward and retrieved the painting.

Nowadays, I personally come out because the person in the painting is extremely precious to him.

Fu Yunmo sank into the memory at this moment, and whispered: "In the beginning, I just wanted to record every expression of her. It was only after three years of painting that I remembered that I wanted to paint her."

No one interrupted him, listening to his precious experience.

Especially Tang Yaoyao, she suddenly felt that she was He De He Neng, and she was spoiled by a group of brothers in this life.

"In the beginning, I drew a lot of different paintings, and those paintings were very meaningful to me. Even the scraps that were broken, I didn't throw them away."

At the same time, his assistant, Zhou Yu, came, and behind him were Fu Jincheng and Fu Xiuchen holding a thick stack of drawing paper.

Tang Yaoyao was overjoyed when he saw them.

The assistant put these paintings in the glass cabinet and showed them to everyone.

Some are teenagers holding baby girls, some are beautiful women, and some are men with extraordinary bearing.

Everyone can recognize it.

Those were Fu Jiang and Qiao Yanzhi. It is not difficult to guess that those teenagers are the children of the couple.

Tang Yaoyao looked at these paintings that she had never seen before. She was a little stubborn fox fairy in the game world, she was suddenly moved, her nose was sour, and her eyes were red.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of these words of the third brother that the brothers did not forget her.

Fu Yunmo moved his lips, his voice a little proud: "The baby girl in the painting is my little sister Tang Yaoyao."

Good night, okay~

I'm a little tired recently, hug~

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