No. 24

Seeing the person on the other side of the road, Qing Ling and Qing Huan looked at each other again.

Chu's mother and Jiang Qian came from across the road, carrying several bags of things they had just bought.

"Auntie, let me carry it for you." Qing Ling glanced at the bags in their hands and reached out as she spoke.

Qing Huan paused and asked Jiang Qian politely, "Miss Jiang, do you need my help to carry it?"

Jiang Qian shook her head.

Mother Chu glanced behind them and asked curiously, "I just saw you two running over there."

"Auntie, Qing Huan's studio is over there."

Qing Ling ran after Qing Huan for a while, and it seemed like it was time to go back and change the stuff.

Amid Chu's mother's curiosity, they took her and Jiang Qian back to the studio.

Qingling put Chu's mother's bag on the sofa, then went to dig through her own bag and took her things to the bathroom.

Chu's mother admired the paintings in Qinghuan's studio and recalled the portrait Yan Zhidong sent her that day, saying that the girl her son liked painted for her.

When she looked up at Qing Huan again, she felt a little moved.

Women love beauty.

In addition to her strong personality, Chu's mother was also a great beauty when she was young, otherwise she would not have given birth to a son as handsome as Chu Junming.

"Auntie, would you like to draw one? I can do it for you."

Qing Huan saw Chu's mother's heartbeat and asked with a smile.

She glanced toward the bathroom and saw that Qing Ling hadn't come out yet, so she lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Auntie, I just secretly drew a picture of Sister Qing Ling. Let me show it to you first."

Maybe Qing Huan's smile was too pure, so Chu's mother nodded instinctively.

Qing Huan turned around and took out the Qing Ling she had just stolen to show Chu's mother. On the side, Jiang Qian opened her eyes slightly when she saw Qing Ling's portrait.

so beautiful!

Chu's mother was stunned.

Qing Ling was lying on the sofa next to her just now. The delicate-looking person was holding a mobile phone in one hand and supporting her head with the other.

She was obviously lazy and comfortable, but the way she was focused on her phone gave people an indescribable feeling, so beautiful that people couldn't bear to disturb her.

"Is this a stolen painting?"

Because Qing Huan's voice was low just now, Chu's mother also lowered her voice.

He couldn't even hide the look of envy in his eyes.

Qing Huan smiled and nodded, "Sister Qing Ling was reading a book just now, so I drew her while she wasn't paying attention."

"It turns out I'm reading a book, no wonder I'm so focused."

A smile appeared on Chu's mother's face.

Jiang Qian beside her suddenly asked, "What book is Miss Bai reading so intently on? Is it a major or a classic?"

"Romance novel."

"Romance novels? I thought Miss Bai was reading classics or professional books. Why is she reading romance novels? Isn't that vulgar and unnutritious stuff?"

Qing Huan glanced at Jiang Qian and explained with a smile, "It's good to read professional books and classics. But it's also good for girls to read romance novels. It not only relaxes the mood, but also allows you to feel the beautiful love in the books."

"As for vulgarity or elegance, it is a matter of opinion and wisdom. Just like the romance novel we are following, although the love between the male and female protagonists is bumpy, they are brave and believe in each other, no matter how the vicious female supporting role can sow discord and seduce. .Confused, the male protagonist is consistent with the female protagonist, and the female protagonist is not afraid of difficulties for the male protagonist, regardless of his mother’s previous difficulties..."

Jiang Qian's expression changed.

Especially when Qing Huan talked about the vicious female supporting role, she secretly squeezed the hand on her side.

I think Wen Qinghuan is referring to Sang Shuhuai.

"Those are all fake. How could it be true in reality..."

"Yes, I also like romance novels."

Before Jiang Qian could finish her words, she was interrupted by Chu's mother.

She looked at Chu's mother in disbelief. After a long time, she smiled with difficulty and said, "Godmother, do you also like romance novels? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

Chu's mother smiled and nodded, as if she was particularly interested in the novel Qing Huan was talking about. "You didn't ask, so I didn't mention it. I have a bunch of novels at home, and a few special collector's editions."

Seeing Qing Ling coming out of the bathroom and Qing Huan looking at her intently, Chu's mother said with some embarrassment, "Isn't it funny that I read romance novels at my age?"

"how come?"

Qing Ling did not see the portrait of Qing Huan on the table. She had a bright smile on her face and said, "Aunt, you may not know that Qing Huan's mother is a writer and screenwriter."

"Yeah?"

Chu's mother asked Qing Huan with her eyes.

Qing Huan nodded, "Yes, aunt. My mother is a writer and screenwriter. Her favorite thing to write is romance novels. I heard that her first novel adapted into a TV series was about her and my father."

"Auntie also likes novels, maybe she has read Aunt Wen's novels..."

"What works has your mother written? What is her pen name?"

Chu's mother is really interested. No matter how powerful a woman is, she still has a dream of love. Similarly, a girl's heart does not distinguish her age.

As the mistress of the family and the mistress of a wealthy and aristocratic family, Chu's mother had a lot of leisure time.

Because of her personality, she didn't have many friends. She usually only enjoyed the entertainment of wealthy wives. When she was ignored by her husband, she unknowingly fell in love with novels.

"Godmother, didn't you say you were hungry just now? Let's find a place to eat first."

Jiang Qian's words interrupted Chu's mother, Qing Ling and Qing Huan's chat.

She nodded, "I'm hungry, Qing Ling, Qing Huan, you haven't eaten yet."

"No."

"In that case, you invited me and Sissi to dinner that day, and I'm going to treat you two to dinner today."

"Auntie, you are a guest, how can I allow you to invite me and Qing Huan to invite you and Miss Jiang." Qing Ling waved her hands and shook her head, her silky black hair swaying slightly with her movements.

Seeing that she and Qing Huan were not treating her with false politeness, Chu's mother finally nodded, "Okay then, when you go to the imperial capital on the weekend, I will entertain you well."

The restaurant I went to was not far from the studio.

During the meal, Qing Huan took the initiative to ask Chu's mother if she had any plans for the afternoon. If she had time, she could help her paint a portrait.

"My godmother and I have a full schedule today." Jiang Qian said with a smile while picking up vegetables for Chu's mother.

Qingling's cell phone rang with a message.

It was sent by Chu Junming.

She didn't sit next to Chu's mother this time, and took out her phone to read the message with confidence.

Chu Junming asked her,

[Qingling, have you thought about it? 】

She smiled faintly, put down her chopsticks and replied to the message.

Diagonally across from her, Jiang Qian saw the smile between Bai Qingling's eyebrows and saw her lowering her head to reply to the message. She swallowed the food in her mouth and asked in a pretense of joking, "Ms. Bai, are you texting with your boyfriend?"

"no."

Bai Qingling stopped editing information.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Qian across the table, then lowered his head and continued editing.

Opposite me, Jiang Qian pursed her lips, and a smile appeared on her face again, "When I heard Miss Bai speak that night, I felt that Miss Bai's voice sounded familiar. I couldn't remember where I heard it before, but now I finally remember it."

When she said this, she turned to look at Chu's mother.

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[The reward update is here today, and there is another update left for tomorrow. 】

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