Money can create an artist, but it can never cultivate a genius.

Shen Guaiguai belongs to the latter category. Qin Bai has seen many world-famous paintings and has also met many people who claim to be masters.

At least in his knowledge, very few people can paint figures so lifelike on glass.

One man and one woman.

Qin Bai and Shen Muyao.

You can tell them apart without writing their names.

Fireworks flashed by, and the water droplets reflected a kaleidoscope of colors, as if they were draped in a wedding dress.

Click!

The image is frozen on Shen Guaiguai's phone.

She has gradually learned to record her life.

Looking at old photos after a while will make me feel especially good, especially those moments with white backgrounds.

"Dinner's ready! Come on over, you two kids."

"They're here."

Qin Bai agreed and pulled Shen Guai Guai towards the restaurant.

The long table was already full of dishes.

"This is such a sumptuous meal, you two must have worked so hard."

Cheng Jing walked over with a bowl in her hand: "Sit down, come and try our cooking."

Upon hearing her question, Shen Guaiguai immediately placed her hands straight on the seam of her pants.

Cheng Jing had been watching her movements closely. When she saw a familiar scene, she rushed over in one stride.

He held her little hand tightly.

"No, Mu Yao, let's just talk normally."

She needs to change her habit of bowing as soon as she speaks; I'm really afraid she might accidentally bump her head on the table, and just thinking about it makes me feel bad.

Qin Bai watched this scene with great interest.

In the end, Shen Guaiguai became the version's answer.

People always say that mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law fight as soon as they meet.

They can start arguing for ages just by looking at each other.

The two of them...

hehe.

I can forget about ever seeing something like that happen in my lifetime.