Zeng lowered his eyes and replied, "Okay."

Wen Qiu was overjoyed by her son's answer. "Really?"

"I'll call your Aunt Xiao right now and see when she'll be free. You can also make some time to come out then."

Wen Qiuxin acted quickly because she was afraid her son might change his mind.

While Wen Qiuxin was on the phone, Zeng Ye stopped picking up food from his chopsticks, his expression shifting between light and dark, making him difficult to read.

"How about tomorrow? My son is free tomorrow too, so we can meet up then."

Fearing things might change, Wen Qiuxin naturally wanted things to go as quickly as possible; if her son wasn't satisfied, there were other options.

Once the son agrees, everything will be fine.

——

When Wang Yue came to prepare breakfast today, she suddenly noticed the message that Liang Nanxing had sent her.

The message was sent in the early hours of the morning, when she was already asleep.

It means asking her to do more this morning.

Wang Yue subconsciously thought of the suitcase she had left next to the sofa yesterday. Should she leave it there today to take a look?

The lady asked about this matter this morning, and she didn't know how to answer.

Liang Nanxing had originally planned to take Liuyin and Xize to the villa next door yesterday, but Xize refused to go.

Once Xize saw Liang Nanxing's studio, he didn't want to leave.

According to Liu Yin, Xize has indeed been learning to paint recently and is very interested in it, so he has been pestering Liang Nanxing to teach him.

A man, of course, cannot refuse.

When Liang Nanxing was teaching Xize to draw, Liu Yin sat to the side watching them.

The man's eyes and brows were brimming with undisguised joy as he gently guided the child in drawing.

Feeling Liu Yin's gaze fixed on them, Liang Nanxing felt slightly nervous.

This scene perfectly matches his vision of the future.

If only Liuyin could watch him draw from the sidelines in the future.

Thinking of all this, Liang Nanxing's gaze towards Xize became even more tender.