The small body in his arms is like an elf, disturbing his life and his peace.
But even he himself couldn't believe it, just such a small person, about half his age, yet made him so attached, so...loved.
— no matter what she did.
"Let's go, go see my mother-in-law, but before you go, you have to go somewhere with me!" Xi Cheng smiled slightly, and took the initiative to hold Xia Qiu's hand.
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After coming out of that place and sitting in the taxi, Xia Qiu was still in that deep astonishment, looking at Xi Cheng again and again.
"Mr. Xi, are you really the Xi Cheng I know?"
Xi Cheng smiled and scratched her nose, then reached out to hold her in his arms, letting her lean on his shoulder.
Beside them, a painting covered in dark red satin.
Even if Lin Wanwan's 600,000 yuan was not available for this painting, Xi Cheng never thought of taking it out, but because he wanted to see Xia Qiu's mother, he still took it out.
"Mother-in-law, hello, my name is Xi Cheng, and I'm Xia Qiu's teacher." He was as straightforward as Xi Cheng, and when he met Xia Fang, his simple self-introduction almost didn't upset Xia Fang.
She asked Xia Qiu to bring him back just to see what he looked like, but she just called her mother-in-law... her beautiful and elegant face sank a bit.
"Xiaoqiu, go out and play for a while, let mom have a good chat with you, your teacher and boyfriend."
"Mom~ what are you doing?" Xia Qiu looked at Xia Fang's expression.
Once she leaves, Xia Fang will definitely not give Xi Cheng any good looks!
"Xiaoqiu! Go back to your room and rest for a while!" Xia Fang gave her a firm look.
"It's okay, my mother-in-law won't eat me, Xia Qiu, go out first." Xi Cheng smiled, as if he couldn't see Xia Fang's gloomy expression, and said directly.
Reluctantly looking at Xia Fang, hearing what Xi Cheng said, and having to trust Xi Cheng, Xia Qiu could only go upstairs like that.
"Mother-in-law, Xiao Qiu and I really love each other." Xi Cheng said sincerely, took out the painting from the side, untied the silk, and presented it in front of Xia Fang.
Really love? Has Xia Fang seen so little true love? Such a disparity from her family's family background, and his age is so much older than her daughter, how can he know whether he wants to tie up the Tu family's ship, or is he deliberately trying to trick Xia Qiu
However, when Xia Fang's eyes fell on the painting, she was stunned.
Oil painting "Autumn Evening"? !
The inscription is Xishan.
Really "Autumn Evening"? Is it really Xi Shan's authentic work of fame? !
Although she doesn't know the art of painting and calligraphy, Tu Surong had collected them before, among which Du this mountain has long been admired, and this "Autumn Evening", based on what she knew a few years ago, is roughly estimated to be worth more than 50 million yuan!
"Xi Shan... who are you?" Recovering from the shock, Xia Fang looked at Xi Cheng thoughtfully.
With a gloomy look on his face, Xi Cheng still smiled, "He is my grandfather, and he is the only relic left to me. No matter how poor or poor I am, I don't intend to show this painting. But, there is really nothing I can show you. Mother-in-law, although this painting can't represent my heart for Qiuqiu, I hope you can see my sincerity!"
"This painting... just gave it to us like this?" Xia Fang stared blankly. She didn't think the painting looked fake, so he just shot it
"Please rest assured, mother-in-law, although something happened at the school, it will not affect the relationship between me and Qiuqiu. I will love her just like you. When she reaches the age, I will immediately take her to get the certificate." Said seriously, Xi Cheng was very serious.
"Although I was worried that Qiuqiu was just a girl's obsession with me before, after getting along for a period of time, I found that she is actually a very assertive girl. You understand your daughter, don't you? Her feelings for me are mature, and my feelings are also unquestionable. Please rest assured, mother-in-law, and give her to me."
"Wait...wait a minute." Xia Fang was shocked by the painting, and heard that Xi Cheng's words were getting more and more wrong, she recovered, and hurried to stop.