Bai Ling'er didn't dare to move and watched Zhong Buqi painting quietly, even breathing slowly.

"hehe."

Zhong Buli sneered in his heart, it was just a little outline that made her look like this. If she wanted to see the real person, she didn't know how ashamed she would be.

finally.

Zhong Buqi finished the painting.

When she was putting down the last stroke, Bai Ling'er was so excited that she wanted to ask who this beautiful and fragrant woman was. Before she could speak, she heard Zhong Buqi talking to himself.

"Oh, it still doesn't look like her. She's not as good-looking as my mother."

In one sentence, Bai Ling'er was shocked on the outside and tender on the inside.

"This...is this your mother?" She couldn't believe that such a beautiful woman was actually Mr. Zhong's wife.

She suddenly understood.

No wonder Mr. Zhong was not attracted to her at all. She thought she was not attractive enough. It turned out to be because she already had a better one and could not look down on someone as poor as her.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, this woman is indeed more beautiful than her.

As a woman, she can't resist this kind of beauty and can't help but want to fall in love with her.

"Well, it's my mother." Zhong Buqi said very proudly, "My mother has taken good care of herself, and she may look a little younger than you now. Oh, I'm sorry, you may be unhappy when I say this. After all,

You are still a young woman. However, my mother really looks younger than you."

Damn it, why don't you explain?

Bai Ling'er felt really fucked up in her heart.

"It doesn't matter." Bai Ling'er smiled stiffly, but she was not a woman who gave up so easily. The competitive spirit in her heart came up. Bai Ling'er adjusted her emotions instantly.

She looked down at the woman in the painting and said provocatively in her heart: "So what if you are beautiful? When you look at the same face every day, there will always be a time when you get tired of it. When the time comes, I will turn you into a yellow-faced woman in an instant.

.Just wait!”

Of course she said these words in her heart.

"As long as you don't blame me." Zhong Buqi smiled gratefully, as if he was really thanking Bai Ling'er.

Bai Ling'er smiled reservedly and said with some expectation: "If possible, I really want to learn painting from Mrs. Zhong!"

"My mother's temper is not very good, I'm afraid it depends on fate." When Zhong Buqi said this, he frowned slightly, and then returned to normal.

He thought he had done a good job, but he didn't know that Bai Ling'er had already seen it.

A cold light flashed in Bai Ling'er's eyes, and she just said, how could such a beautiful woman have a good temper? She believed that as long as she was gentler, she would not be able to win Mr. Zhong's heart.

Zhong Buli, who had been redoing the air, saw her reaction and sneered secretly, but his face remained as gentle as before.

He wore sunglasses, covering most of his face, otherwise Bai Ling'er would definitely find something.

Will Zhong Buli let her find out?

Of course it won't.

"I'm sorry, we have something to do, so let's go first. See you next time." Zhong Buqi suddenly stood up, packed his things, and left with the painting he had just painted.

Bai Ling'er blinked again, wondering why this man moved so fast. Before she even had time to say anything, he had already walked out a long way away with his things.

"Strange! Have you been a little slow lately?"

Why does she feel that she is always distracted today?

Or should I say...
Chapter completed!