Chu Jingchen quickly raised his hands in surrender, looking every bit like a henpecked husband. "Of course I wouldn't dare."
"How could I dare? I know how powerful your fists are. I'm afraid you'll beat me up."
"Good that you know to be afraid." Su Qiao raised her chin with a hint of smugness and got into the car.
Su Qiao's arrival really delighted Grandma Chu. The moment they met, she grabbed Su Qiao's hand and refused to let go.
It wasn't until after lunch, when it was time for her nap, that Su Qiao finally coaxed her to sleep.
"Why is this painting here?"
The moment Su Qiao entered Chu Jingchen's room, she spotted a certain painting in a frame hanging on the wall.
Chu Jingchen felt a moment of regret.
How did I forget to take this down?
He hurried forward and pressed his back against the wall, hoping to use his tall frame to block it. His expression was slightly awkward.
"Stop trying to hide it. I painted it myself. Do you think I wouldn't recognize it?"
It was already exposed, so what was the point of hiding it?
Besides, it wasn't anything special. Why hide it?
The tips of Chu Jingchen's ears reddened slightly. He rubbed his nose, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Ahem, this... this is something I picked up from Gu Hualei's operating room back then."
Su Qiao raised her brows in surprise. "You were there at the time?"
"I went to find Gu Hualei to discuss something, but the hospital staff told me he was busy with a plastic surgery procedure. So I went over to take a look."
Remembering what had happened back then, he rubbed his nose.
"Ahem. I saw you sneaking out of the operating room, then slipping into the locker room