Dances with Wolves: Lu Shaoba spoils his pretty wife

Seeing this, no matter how doubtful Tang Su was, he had no choice but to put this matter down first.

But she stopped in front of a picture on the wall, and the old man immediately smiled and said, "Susu is here."

Seeing her staring at the painting, Lin Butler reminded: "This is a landscape painting drawn by the old man."

A trace of envy flashed in Tang Su's eyes: "Grandpa's paintings are very beautiful. I have learned some of them before, and I know a little about them. Grandpa is probably from the school of futurism."

It is said that experts look at the doorway, and laymen watch the fun. Mr. Lu did not expect Tang Su to have some insights into painting, and he immediately became interested: "Hahaha, Susu knows a lot. This painting is not finished yet. Come and try it." Try it?"

After all, the old man immediately ordered someone to take down the painting, and sent a palette and brushes.

"I'm also an enthusiast of this faction." Tang Su took the brush along the way: "If that's the case, I'll make a fool of myself."

Mr. Lu originally only saw Tang Su interested in this, and he wanted to preach, but he didn't expect that after Tang Su took the brush, he randomly sketched two strokes and it made people feel amazing. It seems to be alive, which is enough to show how talented he is.

Seeing this, Mr. Lu was so excited that he almost stood up from the wheelchair. If Ah Liu hadn't supported him, he might have fallen over.

Seeing that the old man was so excited, Tang Su felt a little embarrassed for a while: "I learned something abroad before, and it was the teacher who taught me well."

The old man shook his head: "How could it be possible to teach you like this with some research."

After a pause, he suddenly raised his head: "Susu, tell grandpa, do you still want to learn to draw?"

Tang Su was stunned for a moment: "I want to..."

Since the accident at home, she has never touched a paintbrush again, how can the Tang family still have money for her to continue her studies.

But she is just a counterfeit, and sooner or later her identity will be exposed, so how can she enjoy the kindness of the old man with peace of mind?
The old man obviously saw her hesitation: "I will tell Chengqi to him, so you can rest assured."

Tang Su looked down at the old man's hand resting on his own, and some inexplicable and unexplainable emotions flashed in his eyes.

How long has she not experienced such care again?
Just let her be greedy for a while, just for a while.

So Tang Su nodded solemnly: "Okay, thank you, Grandpa!"

Since it was the old man who spoke, Lu Chengqi would help the old man arrange things properly no matter how much he wanted.

That night, Tang Su lived in a room that could only be owned by a wealthy daughter who had not seen him for a long time. Apart from worrying about his father's comfort and curiosity about the relationship between Aunt Lu Chengqi and his father, he basically had no sleep all night.

On the second day, Ah Liuyi called Tang Su up early: "Young master has arranged for a teacher, Miss Tang, come with me."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Tang Su nodded and followed Ah Liuchao's studio, feeling apprehensive and expectant.

Not too far from the studio, I heard a gentle voice: "You are here."

Tang Su complained secretly in her heart, her surname was Tang, not Miss Lu, but she froze in place the moment she raised her head.

The man in front of her had broken chestnut hair and tender eyes. He looked like a man who had been quiet for a long time, a man she would never forget even when she turned into ashes.

The sunlight coming in from the window seemed extraordinarily glaring, which made Tang Su uncomfortable for a moment.