Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, "I know, I know, I'm sorry, Elizabeth, don't be angry."
Elizabeth snorted, "I'm angry! I'm so angry!"
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Elizabeth was obviously so old, and sometimes she still looked like a child.
"Dear Elizabeth, the most important thing when you come to me is that you don't want me to cooperate with you and paint a painting? It has nothing to do with my not participating in the competition, right? We can still cooperate and paint together."
Elizabeth was convinced.
"But, I still really want to see your paintings. Now that you don't participate, I have lost my enthusiasm."
"You are a judge. You can't do this. Others can also draw great paintings. Maybe you can find treasures?" Mu Xiaoxiao advised.
Elizabeth said, "But what I love most is your painting."
Mu Xiaoxiao was amused by her.
Later, the two talked about cooperating in painting together. Mu Xiaoxiao asked her when she would return to the United States and said that we would talk about it then.
At the end of the chat, Elizabeth wanted to invite her to dinner, but Mu Xiaoxiao pushed her away.
"If it doesn't work today, then tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will work. Didn't you say you would take me to eat Chinese food?"
Mu Xiaoxiao said, "Sorry, I haven't been free in the past few days. When I have time, I will make an appointment with you and treat you to dinner, okay?"
Elizabeth finally gave in.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Xiaoxiao put down the phone and looked at the quilt blankly.
A figure walked to the bed, stretched out his long arms, and suddenly picked her up.
Mu Xiaoxiao was frightened and startled.
When he looked up, he was relieved to see that it was Yin Shaojie.
"What are you doing?"
Yin Shaojie carried her to the sofa, let her lean into his arms, and then asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, "I'm thinking about dad..."
Yin Shaojie held her little hand and said, "Your father has had a checkup. All indicators are good. He will be able to take the medicine soon."
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded her head. She turned her head and put her two little hands around his neck.
"Yin Shaojie, I'm a little worried..." Although the medicine has been proven effective in Jiang Ruoqian, no one can guarantee 100% that this medicine can cure her father.
After all, it was about his father's life and death, and Mu Xiaoxiao always felt a little uneasy.
She prays every day, asking God and her mother in heaven to bless her father.
Yin Shaojie hugged her tightly and rubbed his thin lips on her cheek affectionately.
"Don't worry, it'll be okay."
Mu Xiaoxiao felt very heavy, thinking about the pessimistic outcome, her eyes slowly filled with tears.
"What if Dad has an emergency... What should I do?"
Yin Shaojie wanted to say, you still have me.
But he couldn't say this now.
Even if he is still here, he cannot replace what her father means to her.
Yin Shaojie held up her little face and kissed her carefully.
"Fool, don't think nonsense. Think of something good and be optimistic. You are scaring yourself."
Mu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and rested her little head on his strong chest.
However, she is very uneasy...
She doesn't want this either.
But that uneasy feeling lingered in her heart and couldn't go away.
She also knew that this was not good, but she just couldn't stop thinking about it.
The more uneasy you are, the more random thoughts you have.
The more you think about it, the more uneasy you become.
Yin Shaojie wanted to divert her attention, so he talked about other topics.
"Are you really not going to participate in that painting competition? With your sincerity and Elizabeth's appreciation for you, it won't be a problem for you to win first place."
(End of chapter)