On the day of the flash wedding, I became pregnant with the heir of a wealthy family

"Then eat quickly!" She was looking forward to it, as happy as a little princess.

Because she felt that listening to Mu Bai's class was actually a kind of spiritual baptism, and to her, every minute and every second was very precious.

Mu Bai has the temperament of an artist, which is her favorite point. He also eats elegantly, chewing slowly without making any sound.

He just sat quietly across from her like this, and Lin Qianyi also felt very happy, thinking about the time being slower.

"Mubai, why do you know how to learn calligraphy?" She was curious, so she asked him, "Is it because your father is a calligraphy teacher, and then you have been fascinated by it since childhood?"

"Calligraphy is a major, there are no professional barriers." Mu Bai replied, "Anyone can write well with a pen, and the evaluation criteria are not clear, which creates an embarrassing situation. Many people will hesitate. Don't learn calligraphy."

"Huh?" She didn't quite understand, but she was very interested, "So why do you learn calligraphy?"

Mu Bai drank the last sip of soup in the thermos bowl, "That is to say, professional students may not be better at writing than amateur ones, and good writing may not be better than poorly written ones. I am mainly interested in writing. I love it, but in fact, calligraphy is like a separate world, the more you learn, the deeper you get, and you have to study it quietly."

She looked very profound, and she looked at him with special admiration, as if she didn't listen carefully to what he was saying.

After breakfast, Mu Bai took her upstairs.

The two had just arrived at the adult calligraphy classroom, and there was still an hour before the time to teach the children, which meant that Mu Bai had time right now.

Just when Lin Qianyi thought that he was going to teach her to write with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he took a special canvas bag from the shelf and "here for you." He handed it to her.

"Give it to me??" The girl was flattered, and then took it with a smile on her face. "Isn't it beautiful? Did you draw this?"

"Yes, it was drawn for you, customized." Mu Bai said, and turned to pick a brush.

Lin Qianyi happily admired the bag, the off-white cloth, with a poem written on each side of the bag——

Spring Qi Xia An, Autumn Sui Dong Jubilee.

Happy and successful, everything can be expected.

On the front and back, one side is painted with a blooming lotus, the color is very bright.

On the other side, there was a slender figure of a young girl, which she also liked very much.

"Thank you, Teacher Mu!" Lin Qianyi had no jealousy when she received this special gift.

However, the relationship between her and Mu Bai did not get any closer.

Because he never said anything to her, he just didn't avoid her that much.

In fact, the training class is here, this little girl is chasing her closely, and Mu Bai has nowhere to hide.

And she, in order not to push him away, did not confess her love again.

Some words, as long as she doesn't say it, as long as he doesn't refuse, it won't be embarrassing, right?

She is a fish with a seven-second memory, and has already forgotten how he rejected her.

Today, Lu Yuchuan received two calls in the afternoon.

One of the calls told him that the man wearing the peaked cap might be called Li Zhiqiang. The landlord had already called him and said that he vaguely remembered the name...

"Then check Li Zhiqiang and see if there is such a person by Yang Yiqing's side." Lu Yuchuan said in a deep voice, this kind of vague memory, I don't know if I can hold hope.

"it is good."

"Wait." Before hanging up the phone, he thought of something and added, "Also, check Lu Meiling."

"..." That was his aunt!The other party was obviously taken aback when he received the order, but quickly replied, "Yes."

"Report the latest news every day, and inform him by phone." Lu Yuchuan said to him, "The people around Lu Meiling carefully checked."

"Understood, Mr. Lu, I will call you on time at eight o'clock every night."

"Ah."

After the call ended, Lu Yuchuan in the office looked out the window with deep eyes and fell into deep thought.

The whereabouts of Jiang Qingli are still being investigated, and it is not known when the results will be available.