C31 He Had Liked Her Paintings

"Shaohan, I don't care if your brother keeps things from me, but you can't learn from him." Li Guo Wei stared at Li Shao Han and said, and Li Shao Han laughed: "Grandfather, you think too much."

After Li Shao Han finished speaking, he turned his eyes away and lowered his head.

The more he tried to cover it up, the more Li Guo Wei suspected that something was going on.

Speaking of which, it was the same this morning. Usually, it was Gu Zhiqiu who called to say whether she would come or not. Today, it was Zhan Chen who called.

Li Guo Wei wondered if something had happened to these two people.

Li Guo Wei had only been unwilling to get married at that time, and had also been wronged by Gu Zhi Qiu ever since they got married. He had originally thought that time could change everything, but it was not absolute. Although he had reason to believe that Gu Zhiqiu could move Li Zhan Chen, he knew his own grandson very well. His stubbornness had always been what gave him a headache.

Thinking about it, Li Guo Wei's face darkened. He thought that he had to take a look at it, or else he wouldn't be at ease.

He was the one who allowed Gu Zhi Qiu to marry Li Zhan Chen. He was certain that she would be his daughter-in-law, and he could not let her enter his house and be bullied without an elder to control her. If Zhan Chen did something that he did not know how to restrain himself, he could not just stand by and watch.

Li Shao Han saw his grandfather's face darken and knew that his grandfather would definitely go tonight.

The corner of his lips raised, and Li Shao Han's mood became much happier.

In the afternoon, Li Shao Han went to buy some snacks again. This time, he bought a bit more than usual, although he didn't know if he would have a chance to eat at night.

In any case, Li Shao Han returned home with the snacks in a good mood.

When he returned home, Li Shao Han did not see Gu Zhi Qiu in the living room. He could not help but ask the servant, "Where is my sister-in-law?"

"Young Madam has been painting persimmon trees in the backyard for the whole day. She went to call for them at noon. Young Madam said that she was not hungry, so she drank some black tea and ate a little." The servant explained in detail.

Li Shao Han frowned. Why did he suddenly want to draw? And he even forgot to eat and sleep.

Li Shao Han put down the snacks and went to the backyard to look through the glass window.

In the setting sun, Gu Zhiqiu was drawing the scenery in front of her with an oil painting pen in her hand. Probably because she was not distracted by any other thoughts and was only focused on drawing, her face no longer had the usual melancholy and pale but weak smile. She seriously pursed her red lips, and her eyes were filled with light.

Li Shao Han stood in front of the window and stared at her for a long time. It was as if the sunlight had become holy and scattered around her.

It was inconvenient for her to tuck her bangs behind her ear with a paintbrush in her hand, so she used the end of the paintbrush to pull up her hair. Her slender fingers were shining with a white jade luster.

Li Shao Han watched for a long time until the sound of the servant's footsteps woke him up. Only then did Li Shao Han turn around and go upstairs.

When Li Zhan Chen returned, he parked the car in the parking lot and bumped into two gardeners who were passing by. As he walked, he chatted with them, "Then Young Madam, you've been drawing at the persimmon tree for the entire day. Don't you think she's tired?"

"How can she not be tired? My daughter is learning how to draw now. Every day when she comes back, she would say that she is exhausted. She just needs to draw for a few hours at a time."

"But she doesn't sit for a whole day. She doesn't even eat lunch. She really can sit still."

"You are being too shallow. Those artists just forget to eat and sleep. They just don't eat anything at all. They just eat the spiritual food."

"What spiritual food? The power of art can really fill one's stomach. What's wrong with that? If you give it to me, I will starve to death if I don't get two steamed buns for one meal."

Li Zhan Chen got off the car and pursed his lower lip.

He did not directly enter the front hall. Instead, Li Zhan Chen turned around and walked forward. Not long after, he passed by the wooden cloister outside the lawn and saw Gu Zhi Qiu from afar.

Indeed, she was drawing. It was very quiet, and the autumn wind was already a little cold. She was still wearing a thin shirt and skirt, and the paintbrush in her hand was constantly painting on the canvas in front of her.

Li Zhan Chen unconsciously walked over until he was beside Gu Zhi Qiu before he stopped. Gu Zhi Qiu felt someone's paintbrush stop beside her and she raised her head to look.

Li Zhan Chen did not look at her, but his eyes were on the painting.

The painting was depicting a mature and full persimmon tree, and the distant mountain with smoke lingering around it was the background.

"I can't see the mountain here." Li Zhan Chen said. Gu Zhi lowered his head and wanted to take the scribble board, but looking at the oil painting pen and seasoning board in his hand, he gave up on the idea.

It would be too troublesome to change things to write for real, so she might as well just keep silent.

Li Zhan Chen didn't wait for her to say anything, he just casually said.

In reality, she could not see the distant mountain in her eyes, but her heart was still far away from the mountain. She might still desire freedom. To put it bluntly, Li Family's villa was her cage, but her wings were broken by herself.

The one who had a distant mountain in her heart but didn't look at it was herself and couldn't rely on others. However, Li Zhan Chen had to admit that Gu Zhi Qiu's painting was very good.

Her drawing had always been very good, and he knew about this a long time ago. The year before last, when he was celebrating his birthday, she gave him a painting.

At that time, they were still CEO and secretary. She had drawn a picture of a general riding snow on horseback and shooting the moon, which was very moving. He asked her, Why did you draw a general shooting the moon? Usually, it was to shoot the white tiger or the eagle. It was also to shoot the white fox. Why did the general want to shoot the moon?

She smiled and teased him, The country is about to fall, and tomorrow, the war drums will rush the city. The general is going to kill the enemy by himself at night. I just hope that the snowy night doesn't stop, and the moon doesn't stop, so that I can kill an entire army.

She said that if he was an ancient general, he would probably be such a character.

He liked that painting very much. He used to hang it in his bedroom, but when she first lived in this villa, that painting could only lie in the dark wine cellar.

Perhaps he would never take that painting out again.

"It's getting cold. Stop drawing and go back to rest. Otherwise, you'll get sick again." Li Zhan Chen said to her and then turned around to leave.

Gu Zhi Qiu looked at his back and sighed silently.

If it was any other couple at this time, the husband would take off his suit and cover his wife with it.

Although it was already good enough that she was cared for and it had improved, Gu Zhi Qiu did not want to leave after looking at the painting. She continued to draw.

It was still quiet and she did not feel cold. Her heart was colder than the sky, so how could her body feel cold?

Li Shao Han was at the French window, watching Li Zhan Chen and Gu Zhi Qiu. When Li Zhan Chen left, he hurriedly went upstairs, put away the clothes he was going to give Gu Zhi Qiu, and went downstairs again.

When he saw Li Zhan Chen, Li Shao Han raised his hand and said as if nothing had happened, "Brother, you're back so early."

"Yeah, you are also early in the morning." Li Zhan Chen nodded and saw the snacks on the table: "You bought it?"