"Pah!" Duan Cuilu sneered. "Wang Peng isn't an animal, what do you mean by 'control'?"
“That’s not what I meant,” Li Kefan said anxiously. “Now I suddenly feel that the two of them are not a good match.”
Duan Cuilu fell silent.
She used to think Wang Peng was marrying above his station, but it turns out her own daughter was the one who was marrying above her station.
The air grew quiet as the couple sat in the living room, filled with anxiety and uncertainty.
Painting training class.
Wang Peng listened to music while continuing to draw eggs.
Because his drawing skills were at a beginner level, the teacher arranged a beginner course for him.
There's a text in the elementary school Chinese textbook that says Leonardo da Vinci spent three years painting eggs, which Wang Peng thinks is a bit far-fetched.
The CD player has excellent sound quality.
Listening to the familiar song, Wang Peng gradually lost patience with drawing eggs.
I went to the bookshelf and took two picture books. I listened to music while looking at the picture books, and then I fell asleep.
When school was over, Li Mingzhu woke him up.
"Brother Peng, I just spoke with Teacher Du, and she's willing to refund your tuition."
Li Mingzhu scratched her head and laughed, "If you don't have the patience to sit down and paint, then don't waste your eighty yuan tuition fee."
"Let's not return it." Wang Peng shook his head. "I have nowhere else to go, so I'll just keep you company to pass the time."
“Brother Peng, if you’re bored, why don’t you go home for the New Year?” Li Mingzhu suggested in a low voice. “My mom says it’s very unlucky not to be home for the New Year.”
Wang Peng frowned slightly.
Spending Chinese New Year at my cousin's house is indeed a bit inappropriate...
?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
