"Yeah?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yu looked up at Shi Yan in surprise, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Yuan and Xiao Yan."

She smiled, her smile as gentle as water, and her eyes looking at Shi Yan were full of the closeness and tenderness of an elder looking at a younger generation that she loves very much.

No matter who they were, they couldn't connect the gentle Jiang Yu in front of them with the woman who had a look of contempt, was full of hostility, and scolded Shi Yan with a gloomy face in the corridor two or three hours ago.

Jiang Yu and Sheng Yuan sat on the sofa and chatted.

There is no TV in the house. Not only that, there is no electronic product that can communicate with the outside world.

It's like being isolated from the world here.

The only thing Jiang Yu could do to pass the time every day was painting.

She enthusiastically asked Sheng Yuan if she could teach her how to make desserts.

Sheng Yuan naturally nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yu said with a regretful expression, "I usually only need to sleep for a short while every day. I don't know why I slept for so long today. When I opened my eyes it was so late. I could have seen Xiao Yuan making puffs."

Aunt Qu made a pot of scented tea from the kitchen and happened to hear Jiang Yu's words when she walked over.

Hearing this, she paused and an unnatural look flashed across her face.

Aunt Qu looked up at Shi Yan immediately.

When Shi Yan heard Jiang Yu's words, his expression remained calm, as if what Jiang Yu said was just an ordinary and insignificant remark. He sat on the single sofa on the right, his eyes focused on Sheng Yuan who was talking to Jiang Yu.

Aunt Qu saw this and calmed down and returned to normal. -Sheng Yuan heard Aunt Qu say this when she first came here.

It is said that Jiang Yu is unwilling to go out and even more unwilling to speak. It sounds like he is a quiet and taciturn person.

But this is the second time I've come here.

The Jiang Yu that Sheng Yuan saw had nothing to do with the word "silence".

It was obvious to the naked eye that Jiang Yu really liked Sheng Yuan, just like a child living in a remote and deserted place who finally found a playmate one day who was gentle and cheerful.

After dinner, it was getting late.

Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan are leaving.

Jiang Yu looked at them with reluctance, rubbed his hands nervously, and asked them when they would come next time.

Sheng Yuan said, "Auntie, I promised to teach you how to make desserts."

Jiang Yu smiled instantly and said many good words.

On the way back.

Shi Yan was silent for a while, then asked Sheng Yuan anxiously, "Do you feel bored——"

"No, I like being with my aunt."

Sheng Yuan looked at him, "And you."

Shi Yan's ears felt hot.

The weather has been good for nearly a week.

The next day.

Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan arrived at the same time again.

After lunch.

Jiang Yu told Sheng Yuan that she wanted to paint another oil painting of Sheng Yuan and give it to Sheng Yuan. She looked at Sheng Yuan with anticipation and asked if Sheng Yuan could be her model.

Sheng Yuan nodded.

So after a nap, Jiang Yu took Sheng Yuan to the backyard with a carp pond and asked Sheng Yuan to sit on a white wooden rocking chair wrapped with green vines, while Jiang Yu set up an easel and sat opposite her.

Jiang Yu is in a different state when he paints.

When she dipped the brush into the paint, she was gentle yet serious.

Sheng Yuan felt sleepy again.

But it wasn’t because sitting there was boring, but because the same sleepiness I felt yesterday came back.

She could sense that her body had gotten enough rest, but this drowsiness... was like an irresistible force.

Thanks to Lingxi's wife for the monthly ticket