Chapter 1622 I Want to Learn to Draw

Su Mudong looked at Si Linghan and nodded slightly.

"Yes, she is more important than dreams." His voice was soft and warm, "It is precisely because of this that I want to protect her. And this kind of protection is not to tie her by my side, but... to hope that she Happy, happy. Either way."

"..." Si Linghan fell silent.

There was a deep darkness in his eyes.

The hands slowly clenched into fists, and then slowly loosened.

He really wanted to sneer coldly, "Hypocrisy!"

If he went all out and really won the game, wouldn't that be taking away the honor that Xia Duo deserved? Obviously winning and becoming a new star attracting the world's attention is the best way for her.

But at this moment, he couldn't say it.

Because he faintly felt in his heart that what Su Mudong said might be right.

Otherwise, why would his little Duoer leave him, resist him, fear him, and stay away from him. And then, get along so harmoniously with Su Mudong?

After these days, another thing he could see was that they had a common dream and a common goal.

This allows them to have a common language whether they are talking or getting along with each other on weekdays.

But as a fighter, how could he learn to paint?

Just as Si Linghan was thinking this way, he suddenly recalled Su Mudong's words, "Put it on an equal footing with her, try to understand her, and you will understand." Maybe, he didn't try hard enough? Not even enough?

Ever since he was a child, Si Linghan was used to being superior.

At home, he is the best child of the Si family. On the battlefield, he is an invincible winner. In the military camp, he is the most perfect boss, who would not accept him?

He is used to giving orders, he is used to giving orders, he is used to standing on a high ground and overlooking everything.

Moreover, because of everything on the battlefield, he is used to encroachment.

He likes Xiao Duo'er, so he wants to completely possess her and not allow anyone to peep, regardless of whether she is willing or not.

Probably, from the very beginning, he was wrong.

Si Linghan stood up, didn't say hello to Su Mudong, just turned around and walked out of the coffee shop just a little bit lost.

He stepped into his car and slowly tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

He thought, maybe it is not impossible to learn how to draw.

Can it be harder than killing people? !

That night, Si Linghan bought a plane ticket back to the imperial capital.

As soon as the plane landed, almost everyone from the Si family came to greet him.

During these days, their Young Master Si disappeared, the house was in chaos, and the subordinates were going crazy. He almost thought that he was killed by an inexplicable enemy on the way, and no one knew about it.

Seeing that Si Linghan was doing well, Mr. Si almost beat him up with a stick.

What I didn't expect was that Si Linghan's first order when he got home was actually: "Bring me an excellent painter."

"Ah? Young Master Si, do you want him to paint a portrait or something?"

When I ordered this as soon as I got home, everyone was a little surprised.

It's just that I didn't expect it, and the more surprised ones are yet to come!

Si Linghan glanced at him, and said coldly, "No, I want to learn to draw."

"Master, master???!"

Surprised all around.

Old Man Si blew his beard and stared at him for a long while before he realized that he slapped him on the head with his hand, "Bastard! Are you out of your mind?!"

"Pooh!"

Feeling his head being knocked, Si Linghan didn't have a good time. He stood up and had a discussion with the old man, causing chaos in the living room.