Chapter 178: The Little Boy Was Punished by Standing!

"I'm here to find you." Li Zhiyuan looked at him with a meaningful smile, "I know a good place, do you want to go?"

"Go, I'm interested in all the good places in City A."

Li Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Well, let's go have some fun and chat a few words by the way."

"no problem."

Xiao Tong Hua carried an ugly and heavy jade sculpture home. Shen Qianshu was drawing the design. When he saw the jade sculpture, he was stunned and blurted out, "Tong Hua, you really have... a bizarre aesthetic."

Xiaotong Hua has always liked big things, a small one-carat ring, and a twenty-carat diamond ring. He would definitely choose the twenty-carat diamond ring, and he didn't feel that wearing such a huge thing on his hand was awkward at all.

This is in stark contrast to her usual aesthetic.

She likes small and delicate things.

What he likes is good as long as it is big and looks expensive.

This jade sculpture looks like a trench at first glance.

"A gift from a fan." The child was expressionless on the screen and felt unhappy. This was also the reason for his cold face towards Ye Yifan just now.

I am obviously not their child, but my aesthetics are surprisingly similar to those of two psychopaths in their family.

So... so angry.

"It seems that your fans know your preferences. There are a lot of these jade carvings in Gu Chunyuan. Your fans are also interested in it. They look real." Shen Qianshu lowered her head to draw pictures. She has to compete in Shen Lin's design competition recently. picture.

"Mommy, I have decided that from now on I will be consistent with your aesthetics. From today on, I will like small and exquisite things." Xiao Tong Hua sat down unhappily, holding his chin while watching Shen Qianshu's drawings, and became irritable again. .

"Mommy, you drew pictures for that impostor again!"

He stood up, furious. He was as irritable as Xiao Yeling, and his hair was about to explode.

Shen Qianshu hurriedly hugged him over. Fortunately, her son was small and easier to hold than Ye Ling. She pinched Tong Hua's face and said, "Mommy and her contract time is one year. One year is over, then... It’s completely over.”

This is the price of saving Tong Hua, and she has no regrets.

Let alone draw pictures for Shen Lin for a few years, even if she paints for a lifetime, she will not regret it.

The kid's nose felt sore because his mother loved jewelry design so much and had so many works that she could do with her bare hands, but every piece of work had someone else's name on it. He felt distressed, helpless, and hated himself even more.

"If I had died back then, you would have..."

"What are you talking about? Do you want to be beaten?" Shen Qianshu's face darkened, his eyes cold, "Shen Jin, go and stand aside to reflect."

When Shen Qianshu gets angry, he will call him by his name.

The little child Hua stood up from her arms without saying a word and stood obediently at the foot of the wall.

The mother and son rarely mentioned this matter.

For children's paintings, this is the biggest problem.

He wished he could hold everything Shen Qianshu loved most in front of her eyes.

If one day, he will die in front of Shen Qianshu, he hopes to leave Shen Qianshu a lot of money and a career she likes. At least, he will have sustenance in his heart.

Even if Shen Qianshu talks about getting married and having children of his own.

She will love her children very much.

Just remember that you once had him and loved him as your son.

How regretful he was that he was not Shen Qianshu's child.

If he is Shen Qianshu's child, he can at least bear this love. This is the nature of mother and child.

But he is not.

He was not Shen Qianshu's child, but she still lost her favorite career for him.

Sisters, please touch the little child’s painted head.