"Dad, Mom, you're awake." An Youyou got up from the soft couch.
She held up her ink painting, "What do you think?"
An Ning was still curious about what An Youyou had seriously painted all afternoon.
Seeing the two distorted faces on the Xuan paper almost made her send it away directly.
Don't say this is painted as...
"I painted Dad and Mom. Does it look like them?" An Youyou acted cute.
Looks like a ghost!
"Did you spend the entire afternoon painting here?" An Ning asked uncertainly.
"Of course."
An Ning pursed her lips and instructed the servant, "Prepare the dinner, make sure to call An Ji, have him join us tonight."
"Yes."
The whole family sat at the dining table, An Ji was also there.
He appeared well-behaved and dared not act out.
The dining table was very quiet as everyone ate, no one spoke.
An Ning and Xiao Jinxing occasionally glanced at An Ji and An Youyou, noticing there was no interaction at all between the two.
