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Leng Yichen followed Xiao Miaomiao for the whole morning. He was very well-behaved and obedient. As long as he was given a pen and a piece of paper, he would sit there quietly and concentrate on copying the painting in front of him.

He didn't suddenly become irritable or lose his temper as Xiao Miaomiao had worried before.

He just quietly immersed himself in his own world, painting exquisite patterns with his brush.

This well-behaved and cute look makes people unable to help but love it.

After lunch, Leng Zijun and Jin Huan felt it was inconvenient to continue disturbing them, so they said goodbye to Xiao Miaomiao's family.

After all, there are still many things that need to be tidied up in their home.

Jin Huan said to her son gently, "Yichen, let's go home first. Mom wants to tidy up your room, but I don't know how to put your things. Can you go back and tidy up your room first?"

However, Leng Yichen held the paintbrush tightly in his hand, unwilling to let go, and at the same time pulled the corner of Xiao Miaomiao's clothes, obviously still hoping to continue painting.

Seeing this scene, Leng Zijun realized that his son really loved painting, so he turned his gaze to Xiao Miaomiao, expecting her to give an answer.

"Madam Li, do you think it is possible to let Yichen paint beside you?" Leng Zijun looked at Xiao Miaomiao and asked, his eyes full of expectation and earnestness.

He knew that his son had a strong interest in painting, but he lacked proper guidance. Xiao Miaomiao seemed to be their only hope.

Xiao Miaomiao shook her head slightly and replied firmly: "I really have no experience in teaching. Yichen must be close to me because he sees me drawing. You really can find a more professional teacher to teach him." She knew that her ability was limited and did not want to delay Yichen's growth because of a momentary impulse.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Miaomiao made a compromise suggestion: "Or you can go and try it first. If Yichen doesn't want to follow other teachers, you can bring him back and let him learn from me. How about that? I can ask my tutor to help you find some outstanding teachers and give you their contact information."

Seeing the hesitant expressions of Leng Zijun and his wife, Xiao Miaomiao further explained: "I definitely did not reject Yichen because he is an autistic child. I just think he deserves a better teacher."

"In my eyes, Yichen is just a somewhat cold child. I believe that as long as he is given enough love and patience, he will be able to show his talent."

Leng Zijun and his wife looked at each other and finally nodded, indicating that they agreed to this plan.

They looked at Xiao Miaomiao with gratitude, their hearts full of hope. Perhaps this time, their son would have new opportunities and find his own way.

Xiao Miaomiao did not hide it from them and said frankly: "Also, I'm pregnant. It's okay now, but in the later stage, I may be too busy to take care of myself and cannot teach Yichen wholeheartedly, so I don't want to delay Yichen. You also want to help Yichen get out of this through this painting."

When Jin Huan heard the news that Xiao Miaomiao was pregnant, he felt regretful but also expressed understanding. After all, pregnancy itself is very hard and he can't take care of himself.

At the same time, she also saw that Xiao Miaomiao was a person who valued talents and was willing to help others.

So she responded: "Okay, then please contact your mentor and ask him to give us a contact method. We plan to bring Yichen to visit. In any case, thank you very much for your advice." Jin Huan sincerely thanked Xiao Miaomiao.

Seeing her so serious, Xiao Miaomiao was a little overwhelmed and waved her hands quickly, saying, "You're welcome. I really can't help you much."

Seeing that Leng Yichen was so obsessed with painting, Xiao Miaomiao took the initiative to persuade him to go home and rest first, and told him that if he liked, he could come here to paint at any time.

Then, she asked someone to help pack a set of painting tools and a painting that Leng Yichen had just completed and gave it to him.

Leng Yichen left with the painting.

Xiao Miaomiao couldn't help but smile as she looked at the reluctant look in his eyes when he left.

Afterwards, she immediately found Teacher Wen to ask for information about famous painters in the city.

Teacher Wen indeed knew a lot about this aspect and recommended some top painters in the industry to Xiao Miaomiao, including some artists in this city.

Teacher Wen said that these people are not only talented, but also have noble character.

Teacher Wen had been thinking about how to repay Xiao Miaomiao for the precious gift she had given him. Now, when he heard her request, he did not hesitate to introduce her to the outstanding painters he knew, and even told Xiao Miaomiao the details of their interests, hobbies, living habits and so on.

Xiao Miaomiao listened very carefully and took notes while listening. Finally, Teacher Wen suggested: "When you go to find those painters, you can ask the Leng family to tell them that I introduced them."

"Since you say he is a talented child, it shows that his painting is extraordinary. I want to see if it is really as good as you say." Mr. Wen joked.

Xiao Miaomiao was also happy to hear the teacher say this and shared, "It's true, teacher, that child only looked at my painting once and he was able to copy it. It was his first time painting. I will send the painting to you to see."

"It's a five-year-old boy, very capable." Xiao Miaomiao said happily, "If I weren't pregnant now and had no experience in teaching people, I would have wanted to keep him by my side."

After hearing this, Master Wen laughed and said, "Miao Miao, you are really underestimating yourself. Although you have no experience in teaching, you are very good at painting, I am absolutely sure of that. And you are now Master Su's last disciple!"

When Xiao Miaomiao heard this, she said with a timid heart, "Actually... I haven't written anything since I got married last year, and I even refused my teacher's request to join the association. I don't even dare to see him now."

Mr. Wen had also heard about this matter.

After all, Su Yu was really angry about this matter at the time, and even he, an innocent person, was implicated and scolded.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Su Yu who was drinking tea leisurely beside him, and felt helpless.

"But since you have started painting again, why not find some time to visit him. After all, he misses you the most. He came to me out of jealousy when he heard that you sent me a painting." Mr. Wen said with a smile.

After hearing this, Su Yu couldn't help but glare at Wen Lao.

"Give me the phone." Su Yu said to Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen knew his temper, so he stopped trying to make him angry and turned to Xiao Miaomiao on the other end of the phone and said, "Miaomiao, Su Yu is here with me too, you two can chat." After that, he handed the phone to Su Yu.

Apart from anything else, the tempers of these two masters and apprentices are the same, very twisted, they obviously care about each other, but dare not say it to each other's face. Forget it, he should continue to appreciate his paintings.