Mu Yeyao quickly found out who Mu Jianhe was.

Upon closer inspection,

Mu Yeyao was somewhat shocked.

This person was actually connected to the painter at the art exhibition they had visited that day.

What a coincidence!

Mu Yeyao didn't wonder how the cub knew the name Mu Jianhe.

After all, there are so many ways to obtain information.

Not only would you admire them upon hearing it, but it's also not impossible for you to want to learn from them.

However, Mu Jianhe's reputation doesn't seem to be very good.

It seems to still be related to that painter named Mu Ze.

but,

Mu Yeyao thought back to the pleasant time at the art exhibition that day,

In any case, she didn't experience any of the terrible things mentioned in those reviews from beginning to end.

Why does one's mental state value drop because the painting exudes a dirty or filthy atmosphere?

I felt unwell for a whole month after going in.

No nausea, headache, or discomfort—none of that.

Mu Yeyao, on the contrary, felt quite comfortable.

Thinking about it this way,

Sure enough, someone must have secretly poisoned them!

Mu Yeyao shook her head with a sigh.

I set a time and planned to take the cubs to visit.

Mu Jianhe was somewhat surprised upon receiving the news.

Would anyone actually ask him to be their teacher at a time like this?

His disciples nowadays all wish they could sever ties with him.

Only a few people still maintain the same respect for him.

Mu Jianhe thought for a long time, then suddenly shook his head.

Forget it, I can't figure it out, I'm not going to think about it anymore.

At most, it's just a lack of talent, right?

What other level could it be?

Day 2,

The cub, imbued with spiritual significance, was taken to the old man's private studio.

The cub got out of the car and didn't touch the ground the entire way to the art studio.

Along the tree-lined path, Mu Yeyao wore a refreshing short-sleeved top and green and black trousers.

Sunglasses were still on his face as always.

The main focus is on someone who is both handsome and beautiful.

She was holding a cub dressed up like a little fairy.

Right now, the chubby boy is holding two small yellow flowers in his hands, looking quite pleased with himself, and is about to stick them in his hair.

Behind him followed the bodyguards in black, who respectfully held umbrellas for him.

Standing at the window of my room, I watched a few people walking towards me on the tree-lined path.

Mu Jianhe shook his head slightly.

If he wasn't mistaken...

This child must be extremely pampered.

The child's feet never touched the ground from the moment he got off the bus.

This is difficult, really difficult!

He exchanged a glance with his assistant, who had been waiting nearby.

Mu Jianhe still got up to greet the two of them.

after all,

These powerful families are extremely concerned with their image; even if they didn't want to take in their children, they couldn't say it openly.

We had to find some tactful reasons to refuse; otherwise, these people might do something drastic.

Mu Jianhe smiled and bowed slightly to the two of them.

"You must be Ms. Mu who contacted me yesterday. This is your child. He is indeed very beautiful and lovely."

Mu Yeyao had heard countless compliments about herself.

But praising your own child is a completely different feeling.

Mu Yeyao couldn't help but show a proud expression on her beautiful face.

She pushed up her tiger-striped sunglasses.

Actually, it wasn't her who said it.

But her baby is the cutest baby in the whole world!!!

There is no way to deny this.

Meanwhile, the cub held in the arms stared unblinkingly at the kind old man before it.

The old man in front of me looked radiant.

He also appears to be in very good health.

but,

The cub's chubby little hands were placed hesitantly in front of its little mouth.

Without realizing it, she put her little hands in her mouth again, like teething toys.

Empty beep~

The old man in front of me has half of his mind empty.

Mu Jianhe naturally noticed the cub's direct gaze before him.

But he didn't take it seriously.

She simply smiled slightly at the chubby little baby.

After all, this child is really good-looking.

Even this old man couldn't help but feel a bit fond of it.

If he hadn't misheard yesterday, the child in front of him was only three years old.

They've just outgrown breastfeeding; it's hard to say whether they can walk steadily yet.

These parents, sigh.

I don't know if this cub came here of its own volition.

My thoughts went through a thousand and one turns.

Mu Jianhe, leaning on his cane, led the two to his studio.

Mu Jianhe's life was exceptionally refined and elegant.

His studio was also very tidy.

"Ms. Mu, it's like this, before formally accepting a child as an apprentice, I need to know about the child's talent."

If one lacks talent, while it doesn't necessarily mean complete failure, the path will undoubtedly be extremely arduous.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yeyao put down her teacup and nodded in agreement.

That's right.

but,

Mu Yeyao sat on the sofa and looked seriously at Mu Jianhe opposite her.

"Sir, you've misunderstood. My child is learning this to cultivate his character."

It's mainly because the children are interested.

She is my darling.

I support whatever you want to do.

As for how well she learns, that depends on her own efforts.

The old gentleman doesn't need to have too much burden.

Upon hearing this,

Mu Jianhe was somewhat relieved. He seemed to be an open-minded person, but he was indeed quite doting on his child.

"Let's put all that aside for now and see how talented this child is."

Mu Yeyao lowered her head to look at the inexplicably quiet cub in her arms.

I don't know what's wrong with the little one.

Ever since I met this old gentleman, I've been staring at him blankly.

Mu Yeyao gently pinched the cub's soft little face.

It's as soft as touching a snow-white pudding made of milk.

It feels amazing!

"Little one? Let's go with the old man to test our talent and see how amazing our little one is, okay?"

The cub then looked up at its mother, somewhat bewildered.

"Talent?"

"Yes, to learn modeling and drawing, one's mental state must reach a certain level."

"Otherwise, if you can't even draw the simplest lines and circles, you can't be a modeler." The old man next to him added with a chuckle.

The cub nodded its little head, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Then he obediently got out of Mu Yeyao's arms.

Her little bottom wiggled back and forth as she turned away from everyone.

But those little legs were just too short.

First, they tentatively pointed to the ground.

Then he reached down with all his might before finally touching the ground.

It took her a lot of effort to clumsily climb off the sofa.

She couldn't help but look at Mu Yeyao with a pleading expression.

Mu Yeyao didn't help at all; she just watched with an exceptionally doting smile as her son climbed down from the sofa on his own.

After receiving an approving look from its mother, the cub became even more confident.

She walked up to the old man with a pattering sound, and unabashedly extended her tender little white paws.

"Grandpa~, Zhou Ba~ Bao is helping you~"

The old man looked at the baby's outstretched hand, paused slightly at first, and then a loving smile quickly spread across his face.

It was no longer just politeness, but a genuine smile.

"Okay, okay, little one, help Grandpa. Thank you, little one."

Upon hearing this, the cub immediately puffed out its little chest with pride.

Now Bao is walking steadily and fast.

Awesome!

"No need to thank me, Grandpa, take your time."

The assistant beside him saw the smile spreading across the old man's face and also smiled.

After all, ever since the young master's accident, the old man has rarely smiled.

Young master...

The assistant glanced at the direction of the second-floor staircase and sighed softly.

I can only hope that this young master can regain his strength in the competition two months later.

After all, such a talented young man should have been exceptionally gifted, soaring like an eagle in the sky.

But the assistant couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, why plagiarism kept happening.

They all clearly knew,

That's absolutely impossible!!!

...

"Come on, little one, put this helmet on."