The imperious tone carried a strong sense of care, and Chi Xiaoyu could not refuse.
She only had two days of rest…
After the two days, she persisted in teaching the two children to paint.
During this period, the affection between the two children and her grew day by day.
Although Xiao Guai painted with Xiao Tian every day, her canvas was pitch black every time.
Yeh Cangqiong was always puzzled by Xiao Guai's paintings.
One week later…
As soon as Yeh Cangqiong returned, Chi Xiaoyu pulled him over, a mysterious smile on her face.
"What's got you so happy?" he asked.
Chi Xiaoyu blinked mysteriously, "Come take a look at your daughter's masterpiece!"
"Masterpiece?"
He was still baffled, having seen Xiao Guai's paintings many times. They always felt oppressive and somber to him.
One could say he didn't have much expectation for Xiao Guai's artworks.
Chi Xiaoyu dragged him to the studio at that moment.
