"why is it like this!"
Li Jianyue was filled with anger. "How disrespectful! Entering your room without your consent is already too much, but he even went through your drawers and threw your things. How uneducated!"
Quan Jingyi smiled bitterly, "That's what I said too."
Li Jianyue paused, "Then what?"
"Then I argued with her a little bit," Quan Jingyi smiled nonchalantly, "and then she threw all the paintings I secretly drew in front of my dad."
Li Jianyue was furious when she heard this, "How can you be like this? You are such a bad stepmother!"
Quan Jingyi looked at her pouting face and looking angry, and actually found her somewhat cute. He couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "Why are you so angry? It's not like you treated me like this."
"Of course I'm angry. I've always known that stepmothers are bad, but I didn't expect them to be so extreme. Humph!"
"Okay, let's go back to the classroom." Quan Jingyi turned around and was about to go down the corridor. He quickly went down the stairs with his back to Li Jianyue.
"Where are you going?" Li Jianyue followed him and couldn't help but said, "I'm still in class. The head teacher's class will be later."
"Take a walk."
"I'll go with you," Li Jianyue stood beside him and quickly walked in front of him, "You still haven't told me why your father didn't let you learn to paint."
Li Jianyue said as he turned around and walked backwards facing Quan Jingyi. "Isn't your father the mayor? My father said that the higher the social status of a person, the more they value family harmony and the education of their offspring. How come your father doesn't value the harmony of your family? He also doesn't allow you to paint. The teacher has praised you for your talent. If you continue to paint, you might become a painter."
Li Jianyue's originally petite body, coupled with her appearance that was even more immature than her peers, made her look particularly childish in front of him, just like a little kid.
Quan Jingyi's heartbeat inexplicably quickened at this moment. Seeing her happy like a little bird, he tilted his head slightly, and his ears felt a little hot unconsciously, but his face remained the same as before, and he said, "My mother is a painter."
"Wow, no wonder you are so talented. My mom can play the piano very well, and she can cook. She speaks many languages and often travels with my dad. She is amazing. So my brother is also very amazing. He can do everything my mom can do, and he can do everything my dad can do. And my younger brother, although he looks fat, he is very smart. My grandpa said that he will become an excellent scout in the future, with sharp ears and eyes. These are all inherited! Your mother must be very talented, and she must be very beautiful!" Li Jianyue smiled and tilted her head to look at him, walking backwards all the way.
Quan Jingyi listened to her words and chuckled, "Why do you say that?"
"You are very good-looking. I met your father last time and he wasn't as good-looking as you, so you must have inherited it from your mother."
Quan Jingyi nodded with a smile, "Indeed, my mother is very beautiful and gentle, but she is also very rebellious and courageous. Do you know how she died?"
Li Jianyue opened her eyes wide, having never expected that he would be willing to talk about this. She immediately shook her head, waiting for Quan Jingyi's answer.
Quan Jingyi looked into the distance. The breeze blew through the hall, sweeping up the hair on his forehead, making his facial features look a little lonely. "When I was three years old, she went to sketch outdoors, and an earthquake occurred."
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Some of the author have already turned against Mr. Quan. Are there still people who insist on Murson
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