"By the way, aunt, when will you go back to the imperial capital?"

Wen Qinghuan seemed to have not heard Jiang Qian's words, put down her chopsticks and looked at Chu's mother with a smile.

Chu's mother heard her question.

Ignore Jiang Qian looking at her first, and replied with a smile, "Go back tomorrow, you can go with us, as well as Momo and Qingqing. Jun Ming will definitely invite many people, and it will be very lively at that time."

"Sister Qingling, are you going?"

Qing Huan asked.

Qing Ling had just replied to Chu Junming's message and nodded with a smile, "Go, I still want to read the novels collected by my aunt."

When talking about the novel, Chu's mother and Bai Qingling started chatting again.

Especially when I later learned that the collection of novels she collected was Qinghuan's mother and Jing Xiaocha's works, I excitedly said that I would go to her house to see Jing Xiaocha.

"But, I want Qinghuan, you can help me draw two paintings."

Chu's mother has difficulty choosing.

Bai Qingling raised his eyebrows and said briskly, "Auntie, let's go back to the studio later and ask Qinghuan to help you draw. I'll call Aunt Wen and ask her to come to the studio too, so that there will be no delay."

"Oh, Qingling, your mind is still fast, why didn't I remember it?"

In the afternoon, when Qinghuan was helping Chu's mother paint, Jing Xiaocha and Wen Ran came to the studio together.

After drawing a picture, Chu's mother went to chat with them.

Qingling saw Jiang Qian staring at the portrait and asked lightly, "Ms. Jiang wants to draw a picture too?"

Jiang Qian was a little moved, and she was a little worried that she wanted to save face.

She didn't like people like Qinghuan and Qingling, and thought they were hypocritical to please Chu's mother.

But Qinghuan's paintings are really good.

Qinghuan has already started writing, "Don't move like this, the drawing will definitely be beautiful."

"Ms. Wen has won the award. How can I be as beautiful as you guys?"

This is a bit sour and a bit sarcastic.

Feng Yize called her ugly at the beginning.

Qinghuan looked up at her, lowered her head, and spoke without stopping in her hands, "Everyone is unique, and beauty is the same, each has its own beauty."

Jiang Qian's face changed and she didn't say anything.

Qing Huan painted, and Qing Ling helped her serve tea and water. The two of them occasionally said something.

There is no need for too much interaction to see the deep sisterly relationship between them.

Jiang Qian looked at it and couldn't help but find out of God.

Until Qinghuan called her, "Come and see if you like it?"

She then pulled back her thoughts, was stunned, and stood up in front of her.

"How is it, pretty?"

"This looks so good." After a while, Jiang Qian said something.

Chu's mother had a very happy chat with Wen Ran and Jing Xiaocha, especially when she heard them praise him for raising an excellent and good son, her pride of being a mother turned into a full smile.

Later, when talking about Momo and Ye Zhan’s marriage, Chu’s mother asked Wen Ran, “A Zhan and Momo have been settled in G City, don’t you plan to return to the imperial capital?”

"You really asked me about this."

Wen Ran smiled faintly, "Their young people have always been in charge of their own affairs. He is the only child in Azhan's family. In theory, Momo should have gone to the imperial capital with him. But he was worried that a girl from Momo would not be able to get used to leaving her hometown, so he came to City G... If he hadn't been working here now, we would have driven them back to the imperial capital."

"So that?"

Chu's mother picked up the cup and drank water.

Wen Ran didn't care whether she believed it or not. "Although the imperial capital is thousands of miles away from G City, the transportation is convenient now and it is not difficult to meet. As long as they are happy, there is no difference where they live."

Qingling came over with a kettle to pour water for them.

Chu's mother said with emotion, "I just want to find a closer daughter-in-law. Jun Ming is the only one in our family. I can't accept that he will leave us for love in the future."

"Junming is like my Ziyi. The people who manage the company are either socializing or on business trips all day long. I definitely don't have much time with you."

"Yeah, not much."

"What else are you worried about? He can't accompany you a few times a year before he gets married. Even if he leaves the imperial capital for the person he loves in the future, he will never go back to see you. Jun Ming's excellent child will definitely not be bad if he can be liked by the girl..."

Wen Ran looked up and said to Qingling, "Qingling, put the kettle here and we will pour water by ourselves for a while. You guys can play."

"OK."

"Compared with you, my idea is much simpler."

Jing Xiaocha held the cup and said carelessly, "I have very low requirements for Ziyang and Qinghuan. As long as I can find someone they like and like, I love each other and depend on each other until I grow old. No matter where they are, just don't rob my brother Wen."

"puff."

Wen Ran smiled, "Well, you and my brother should travel wherever you should travel, and let us leave Ziyang and Qinghuan."

"Really? But Brother Wen said that the boy Ziyang was still young and didn't worry about him. If he was as capable as Jun Ming and Ziyi, I would have kidnapped Brother Wen long ago."

Chu's mother lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while of quiet, she said stiffly, "I really envy you."

"What are you envious? We women should be kind to ourselves and don't focus all our energy on those little bastards. Your Junming is so capable, so you definitely don't have to worry about the company. If you don't enjoy the world of two people now, when will you wait?"

Chu's mother definitely did not agree with Wen Ran and Jing Xiaocha's views, but was envious.

She is about the same age as Wen Ran, but she has an illusion that Wen Ran is much younger than her.

There is no trace of time on their faces, and some are full of happiness and maturity and the charm of women.

When they parted, Wen Ran and Jing Xiaocha said that if she hadn't returned to the imperial capital tomorrow, she would definitely invite her to go to a country villa with them for the weekend.

Qingling and Qinghuan sent Chu's mother and Jiang Qian to the hotel.

When they went upstairs, Jiang Qian was absent-minded, and Chu's mother seemed to be in a lot of worries, and the two of them didn't speak any further.

When he returned to the room, Chu's mother took a picture of Qinghuan's painting for her and sent it to Chu's father on WeChat.

Imperial capital.

Chu's father, who received the message from Chu's mother, was pouring water... and then he poured the water all over and didn't know.

Chu Junming, who was still beside him, reminded, "Dad, the water is full."

He hurriedly put down the kettle and saw Chu Junming coming to wipe the water on the table.

He stared at Chu's mother's portrait again, "Junming, is this portrait sent to me by the girl Yize liked for her? It's so good."

"ah?"

Chu Junming looked up.

He immediately curled his lips and said thoughtfully, "Yes, it seems that my mother is not very bad with them."

At noon, when Qingling replied to his message, he said that they were having dinner together.

Before he could sit back in his seat, Chu's mother sent another message to Chu's father, "We'll go on a trip again before the New Year?"

It was a voice message, and Chu's mother's voice sounded different from that usually.

"What's wrong with you mom?"

Chu's father looked at Chu Junming in frightened.

Chu Junming gave him a blank look, then reached out to grab his phone, quickly edited a message and replied to it:

[The person in this painting is so beautiful. When will you come back? Why don’t I pick you up in G City and then set out for a trip from there?]

"Junming, what did you post?"

When Chu's father saw the message Chu Junming replied, he went to grab his cell phone incredibly.

He could still accept Chu's mother's sudden abnormality, but he could not accept this son, who had always been serious, sent such a message in his name.

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Chapter completed!