Zhu Xiulin thought that after receiving this painting from little one, he would definitely be too excited to sleep for the next few days. The ink on the painting hadn’t dried completely yet, and he was afraid it might accidentally smudge. Zhu Xiulin felt awkward, wanting to touch the painting but knowing he shouldn’t.

Seeing his discomfort, Qin Haochen said to him, "Mr. Zhu Xiulin, please have a seat. I’ll have someone frame the painting shortly."

"Alright, alright." Zhu Xiulin finally realized he was almost leaning over the painting. He quickly stepped back, forcing himself to calm down and sat back on the sofa.

When Zhu Xiulin looked at little one again, he couldn’t contain his affection anymore. He looked at her with joy in his eyes. "Ann, are you interested in painting?"

Qin Sui’an nodded happily, her bright eyes sparkling as she said, "Painting is so much fun!"

Zhu Xiulin’s anxieties instantly eased. He praised enthusiastically, "Ann, your talent is truly remarkable! If you’re interested in painting, we shouldn’t waste such a great talent!"

After praising her, Zhu Xiulin cautiously glanced at Mr. Qin, implying something. He asked, "Mr. Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Haochen understood Zhu Xiulin’s intention. Without showing any emotion, he gently rubbed little one’s head and said, "If Ann wants to learn, I’ll find the best painting teacher for her."

Not long ago, Zhu Xiulin had been reflecting on himself. There was still much for him to learn about painting. Now, hearing Mr. Qin mention the "best teacher," he suddenly felt a pang of self-doubt. He had never taken on students or taught painting classes, so he wasn’t sure if he could be considered the best teacher.

Qin Sui’an listened to her father and Zhu Xiulin uncle’s conversation. She looked up eagerly and said, "Daddy, Ann wants to learn too!"

She had never learned painting before and felt like she was just scribbling. Despite everyone praising her paintings, she didn’t think they were that good. But if she learned painting, her paintings could become even better! She wanted to improve!

Qin Haochen wasn’t surprised that little one wanted to learn painting. From chess to piano and now painting, little one showed a strong desire to learn. As her father, Qin Haochen fully supported her. "Alright, then daddy will find a painting teacher for you."

Zhu Xiulin couldn’t sit still. "Ahem..."

Just now, he lacked confidence, but upon hearing Mr. Qin’s intention to find a teacher for little one, Zhu Xiulin regained his confidence. Aside from painting, there weren’t many who could surpass him!

"Ahem, well..." Zhu Xiulin looked at Mr. Qin, about to ask what he thought of him. Suddenly, he remembered something and turned to little one.

Zhu Xiulin slightly lowered his waist, his tone serious yet tinged with nervousness. "Ann, how about I teach you painting?"

"Uncle teach Ann painting?" Qin Sui’an blinked her big round eyes, looking at him with curiosity.

Zhu Xiulin nodded firmly. "Yes, I’ll teach you painting!"

Qin Haochen timely interjected, "Zhu Xiulin, I remember you mentioned before that you were considering retirement."

If he really retired, he couldn’t teach little one for years. But little one was only three years old.