Everyone says Jiang Wanning is very good at teaching children.
Wherever Fu Yan and Fu Yu go, these twins are loved by everyone and admired by all.
Fu Yan is the older brother, and his personality is much more stable, more like Fu Chenyuan.
His favorite thing was to sit in the studio with a paintbrush in his hand while Jiang Wanning painted, looking quite professional, and sometimes he would sit there for half a day.
Fu Yan turned three in January and will start kindergarten in September. He's like a little adult, with a clear sense of boundaries and distinct limits.
My younger sister, Fu Yu, can't sit still. If you take her to the art studio, she'll stand up and lean against the window in no time, eagerly wanting to go out and play.
Jiang Wanning was inspired again today and spent half a day in her studio.
Fu Yu misses her mother and wants to go see what her mother is doing.
As soon as he entered, before he could even call out "Mom," Fu Yan made a shushing gesture.
"Mom is drawing, Xiaoyu, can you be quiet for a bit?"
"Oh, brother, when will Mom finish drawing?"
The little guy also subconsciously lowered his voice.
Fu Yan's hands were stained with the materials. He looked down at them, then used his clean hand to take Fu Yu's hand and walk out.
"I don't know, Mom finished drawing and came out. Let your brother go play with you."
"Brother, but I want to play with Mommy more!" These past two days, Jiang Wanning has been busy with the art exhibition and hasn't been able to spend much time with the two little ones.
"Mom's working on the art exhibition, didn't she mention it? She hasn't had much time to spend with us these past few days, but we have lots of people with us—Uncle, Aunt, Grandpa, and Grandma. I'm going to wash my hands, do you want to come with me?"
“Great!” Fu Yu’s eyes lit up instantly.
Fu Yan could tell what mischief she was plotting just by looking at her darting eyes.
They probably want to play in the water.
Okay, let's have fun then, it's summer anyway.
The two of them moved a small chair and stood in front of the sink.
"Brother, let me squeeze some hand sanitizer for you."
Hand sanitizer was squeezed onto Fu Yan's hands, and Fu Yu's fair and tender little hands also squeezed out a lot.
The pool instantly filled with bubbles.
Fu Yu had a great time playing, and in the end, all his clothes were soaked.
Her clothes felt uncomfortable sticking to her body, so she needed to change.
The nanny quickly stepped forward: "Miss, let me take you to change your clothes."
"No need, my brother can take me."
Like Fu Yan, three-year-old Xiaoyu speaks clearly and can express herself well.
The two little ones used to sleep together, but when they turned three, both Fu Yan and Fu Yu suggested that they sleep separately.
So the former children's room was directly divided into two parts, with a small door in the middle.
Fu Yu and Fu Yan went back to their respective rooms to change their clothes and came out to see Jiang Wanning coming out of the art studio.
Jiang Wanning is looking for them.
Fu Yan heard a knock on the door and a childish voice came from inside: "Mommy, wait a minute, I haven't changed my clothes yet."
Jiang Wanning waited outside until the little one said she could come in before she went in.
Fu Yu had already snuggled into Jiang Wanning's arms, letting her hold him and kissing her every now and then: "Mommy, are you finally finished drawing? Mommy, I missed you so much. Can you take me and my brother out to play?"
Everyone says that Jiang Wanning is very good at teaching children, which is why she has raised them so well.
Actually, that's not the case. Jiang Wanning has always believed that children are inherently full of energy and naturally know what is good and what is bad.
The best thing adults can do is not disturb them, offer help when they need it, and not interfere when they don't.
She had finished her painting, and since it wouldn't hurt to go play with the children now, she agreed immediately.
On the grass, Jiang Wanning set up her easel, because the two little ones naturally knew how to find their own fun and didn't need her at all.
They were having a great time, and Jiang Wanning would occasionally catch glimpses of them as she added strokes to the painting.
When the two little ones, covered in sweat from playing, rushed into Jiang Wanning's arms, she caught them in a warm embrace, and they giggled happily in her arms.
This is what Fu Chenyuan saw when he came home from get off work.
"Dad~" Fu Yu ran over as soon as she saw Fu Chenyuan, and Fu Chenyuan hugged her tightly.
Fu Chenyuan waved to Fu Yan: "Little Yan, do you want Daddy to hold you?"
Fu Yan seemed somewhat reluctant: "Alright, you can carry me."
Jiang Wanning smiled broadly beside her.
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A week later, Jiang Wanning's art exhibition was held as scheduled, and industry leaders came to support her.
Besides industry professionals, almost everyone from wealthy and influential circles attended.
Fu Chenyuan had no idea what works Jiang Wanning was exhibiting at this art exhibition.
Jiang Wanning said she wanted to give him a surprise, and that no one around them should reveal it.
The two little ones are dressed up in their finest attire today.
Fu Yan was wearing a suit jacket and even had his hair styled.
Fu Yu was wearing a little princess dress, her eyes were big and watery, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she looked like a little person who had stepped out of a comic book, and anyone who saw her would melt their heart.
"Dad, Mom, my brother and I are all better now. Are you all better yet?"
Fu Yu was an impatient person and had already knocked on Jiang Wanning's door.
At this moment, Jiang Wanning's skirt zipper was not yet zipped up, and Fu Chenyuan was pinning her against the wall of the dressing room, kissing her passionately.
Hearing the child's voice, Jiang Wanning reached out to push him: "The child is calling us."
"Let them wait. Mom should come up and take them away."
Sure enough, the child's voice faded into the distance.
Jiang Wanning's voice was completely swallowed up by Fu Chenyuan.
"Don't use too much force, or your lips will swell up." That was Jiang Wanning's request.
Fu Chenyuan said in a low voice, "He's not a dog, how could he have bitten Jiang Wanning's lips until they were swollen?"
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