If Gu Momo remembered correctly, this was a painter who had won the Golden Color Award for Fine Arts for several consecutive years. Many painters' works are only discovered after their death, and then they fetch astronomical prices at auction.

Master Ling Chuchen is the only one still alive whose works can shake the world.

If what these people say is true, then it is Ling'er's good fortune that he is willing to take Ling'er as his disciple!

Gu Momo quickly lowered her head and asked Li Qingling, "Ling'er, would you like to become Master Ling's apprentice?"

Li Qingling nodded without hesitation, "I'm willing! Of course I'm willing! But I'm curious, are these paintings I've drawn really that amazing? Master, you're not just lying to me, are you?"

She must have drawn countless pictures when she was bored. Although she has never shown them to anyone, she thinks they're all commonplace.

Before she could finish speaking, Ling Chuchen exclaimed in exaggerated praise, "Silly child, do I look like someone who would lie? To be honest, I've seen countless painting geniuses in my life, but this is the first time I've ever seen such inspired brushstrokes!"

"Let alone those unknown so-called painting geniuses, even I, at your age, probably couldn't paint with the same spirit as you! Little girl, your future achievements in painting will definitely far surpass mine!"

As if afraid that Li Qingling might change her mind, Ling Chuchen hurriedly and happily asked, "Little girl, just tell me, do you want to be my last disciple? I, Ling Chuchen, swear that I will guarantee you a bright future!"

Li Qingling blinked her large, dark eyes, then raised her face and smiled, saying, "Of course I'm willing!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Chuchen smiled with satisfaction and excitedly turned to announce to everyone, "Good, good! Everyone present today can be my witness. From now on, this child will be my last disciple, and I will not accept any other disciples!"

Gu Momo and Li Zhanting looked at their daughter with doting affection and pride.

"Mr. Ling, thank you for valuing Ling'er so much. Please have a seat and join us for dinner tonight," Gu Momo politely invited.

"You're welcome. I was out with my family today and just happened to pass by when I noticed this child's excellent drawing skills. My family is still waiting for me over there, so I won't disturb you any longer."

Old Ling left Gu Momo's contact information, saying that he would send someone to bring the child to his art center for training. Just as he was about to leave, Li Qingling jumped down from her seat, grabbed a cup of tea she had just poured, and chased after him.

"Grandpa, I heard that when you become an apprentice, you have to be served tea. You haven't drunk the tea that Ling'er gave you yet, so you can't leave." Li Qingling raised her little face, her slightly upturned lips filled with joy. Her rosy little face was like jelly, making people want to take a bite.

"This child is so adorable." Old Ling's eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

Li Qingling smiled sweetly, revealing two cute little tiger teeth. She held a cup of tea in her short little hands in a very proper manner and bowed, saying, "Master, please have some tea."

Elder Ling's face beamed with joy. He tremblingly accepted the tea with his hand, took a small sip, and exclaimed, "Sweet, truly exceptionally sweet! Ling'er, it is my greatest fortune to have a genius like you as my last disciple!"

Li Qingling's doll-like face lit up with a sweet smile: "Master, you are truly my greatest fortune! I'm so honored to be worthy of you! Here, let me give you a back massage. And please, Master, don't punish me if I don't study well in the future!"

The other customers nearby were all melted by Li Qingling's lively and playful appearance.

"Ahhh, this little girl is so cute! She's so sweet, it's unbearable!"

"Whenever I see her smile, I can't help but want to smile too; she's so infectious."

"This family is all so good-looking, and the child is so sensible and cute. Now that he has been accepted as a disciple by Elder Ling, his future is truly promising."

Sweetie quickly raised her cute little face and said, "Ling'er, congratulations! I told you, Ling'er's painting skills are amazing, it's just that Ling'er is usually too modest."

"Really?" Li Qingling's long eyelashes fluttered, and then she chuckled happily.

Does that mean that from today onwards, Ling'er will be just like her two older brothers and Tianbao, a super little genius?

Li Zhanting and Gu Momo exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile.

Soon, Li Zhanting called over a waiter, whispered something in his ear, and the waiter nodded as he walked to the very center of the restaurant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, to celebrate Miss Ling'er becoming the last disciple of the master of traditional Chinese painting, Ling Chuchen, this gentleman will pay for everyone's meals tonight. He also said that everyone can order whatever they want."

Following the waiter's gaze, Gu Momo realized that the gentleman he was pointing to was none other than Li Zhanting.

"Oh! Thank you so much!"

"We've shared in this joy, congratulations!"

"I wish your little princess a bright future."

The restaurant then turned into Li Qingling's victory celebration banquet. She moved between the tables, and each time she went to a table, she would elicit screams and affection from the guests.

Li Zhanting and Gu Momo also received many congratulations and well wishes from customers.

Without exception, Li Zhanting refused every toast offered to him.

Throughout the night, Li Zhanting drank an unknown amount, while Gu Momo did not touch a drop of alcohol.

The family of four took the opportunity to stroll around the mall, and by the time they were ready to go back, it was already late.

"I'll drive tonight." After leaving the restaurant, Gu Momo took the car keys from Li Zhanting.

He was obedient and walked to the passenger seat without saying a word.

Li Qingling and Tianbao were so tired from playing that they fell asleep as soon as they got in the car, leaning against the back of their seats.

As Gu Momo drove, she would occasionally turn her head to check on Li Zhanting's condition.

He can hold his liquor; tonight he drank countless drinks for her. But he doesn't blush when he drinks; his eyes just look a little more hazy and dazed.

The car quickly arrived at the gate of the Li family villa.

Gu Momo looked at the man lying on the chair, a slight blush rising on her cheeks.

He has a good drinking manner; when he's drunk, he becomes like a well-behaved child, not saying a word, just sitting quietly in one place.

His long eyelashes were like a small fan, and the light cast a gray shadow under his eyelids. Somehow, I would reach out and touch his cheek as if possessed.

The next second, the man suddenly opened his eyes. Gu Momo panicked and ran away without thinking. Her hand hadn't even had time to move away from his face.

Just as she was about to return to her seat, the man grabbed her waist and gently pulled her into his arms.