Zhu Xiulin showed a shy smile on his face. He pulled the corners of his mouth and looked at Mr. Qin, saying, "I won’t hide it from you, Mr. Qin. I did have such thoughts before. Even this exhibition was organized with the intention of retiring, but..."
He paused for a moment, his smiling eyes looking at little one.
Qin Sui’an caught his gaze, blinked her big round eyes in confusion, curious and obediently waiting for him to finish what he hadn’t said.
Zhu Xiulin saw little one’s adorable expression, his heart softened. He continued, "But now I’ve changed my mind."
Qin Haochen lightly frowned and asked, "Zhu Xiulin, forgive me for asking, but can you tell me why?"
He had thought about retirement, but suddenly changed his mind. As little one’s father, Qin Haochen felt it necessary to find out the reason.
"I’ll tell you frankly, Mr. Qin." Zhu Xiulin smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I wanted to retire because I thought I had no room for improvement in painting. I always thought I was the best, the most talented painter, with fame and wealth, often praised by others."
Qin Haochen’s expression didn’t change much.
He Yan had checked before, and it was true that Zhu Xiulin was somewhat proud and ambitious. So initially, Qin Haochen didn’t pay much attention to him. Knowing little one had talent for painting, he didn’t intend to have little one recognize Zhu Xiulin as her master.
There were many talented painters, and he didn’t want little one’s teacher to be someone arrogant. Little one was a sensitive child, and he had to be sure that the teacher who would be in long-term contact with her was trustworthy.
At this moment, Qin Haochen heard Zhu Xiulin’s words and was slightly surprised: Oh, so Mr. Zhu Xiulin also knows he’s a bit arrogant.
Zhu Xiulin hadn’t finished speaking. He looked at little one again, his smile more gentle. "It was Ann who made me see myself clearly. I realized I’m not as great as I thought. I’m just an ordinary person with slightly better painting skills than most."
The sentence was a bit convoluted, and Qin Sui’an listened earnestly, her little face gradually wrinkling. Suddenly, she felt she didn’t quite understand.
Why did it have to do with Ann? Ann hadn’t done anything.
Zhu Xiulin chuckled and spoke more directly, "Mr. Qin should know that when I saw Ann at the exhibition, I thought to myself that Ann couldn’t understand paintings and didn’t need to visit art exhibitions."
Mr. Qin nodded gently, "Ann’s grandmother mentioned it to me."
He had been quite angry when he heard about it during dinner last time. Now that Zhu Xiulin brought it up himself, he wasn’t very angry. He just glanced at him.
"Ann gave me a profound impact." Zhu Xiulin didn’t elaborate. He just looked gratefully at little one. "The sea of learning is boundless, and there is no end to learning. These words are very appropriate in the context of painting. If it weren’t for Ann, I’m afraid I would still be immersed in my self-righteous world, so I want to thank Ann."
Qin Sui’an listened somewhat confusedly again, but she understood the last sentence. So she immediately said in her childish voice, "Uncle, you’re welcome~"
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