Should We Kiss?

Xu Mengyao said apologetically, "Teacher Zhao, the other party doesn't want their identity revealed. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you who they are."

Zhao Yanming was filled with regret.

"Just as I thought."

"This master should be the reclusive sort. Otherwise, with his skill, he would have become famous long ago. Your daughter is truly fortunate to receive his guidance."

Lin Chen's image surfaced in Xu Mengyao's mind.

"His Cooking Skill is so high, his Language Talent is so strong, and in painting, Lin Chen is actually capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Xu Beihong."

"But he keeps such a low profile. He really does have the air of a recluse."

Xu Mengyao murmured to herself.

It felt like a dream.

Even if Zhao Yanming's judgment was somewhat off, given his standards, it could not have been wildly inaccurate.

Lin Chen's skill was absolutely extraordinary.

"Chairman Xu, I have an impertinent request."

Zhao Yanming said somewhat awkwardly.

Xu Mengyao said, "Teacher Zhao, please go ahead."

Zhao Yanming looked at the painting on the table. "Chairman Xu, could you ask him whether I can buy this painting?"

Xu Mengyao shook her head.

"This painting was made for Xiaoqian. It holds special meaning to her, and I don't want to sell it."

"If you want to buy one, I can ask him later and see whether he's willing to paint another. What do you think?"

Zhao Yanming nodded. "Of course. Chairman Xu, Xu Beihong's works generally sell for over five million."

"But Xu Beihong's works are rare, and he is highly renowned, so their prices are naturally much higher. I'm willing to offer eight hundred thousand for a work of the same quality."

Xu Mengyao said, "Teacher Zhao, I'll tell him, but I can't guarantee that he'll paint one for you."

"Mm... thank you for the trouble."

Zhao Yanming said.

Xu Mengyao rolled up the painting and put it away. "Teacher Zhao, I'm truly sorry for wasting your time this time."

Zhao Yanming shook his head. "It is my honor to see such a masterpiece and learn that there is such a master in this world."

"I hope I'll have the chance to meet this master someday."

Xu Mengyao soon took her leave.

Back in the car, Xu Mengyao stared at the Drawing Tube in her hands, still deeply shocked. Lin Chen's skill was actually that high, and a single painting could be worth eight hundred thousand.

Lin Chen had not even spent half an hour painting it.

"President, where are we going?"

Liang Ye, who was both driver and bodyguard, asked.

After considering it for a moment, Xu Mengyao said, "Ziyuan Community."

The painting was worth eight hundred thousand. She could not simply keep it; she had to return it to Lin Chen.

Besides, there were some things she wanted to ask Lin Chen.

"I also forgot to give him this book."

Xu Mengyao took a book from the partition behind her seat. It was Lin Yu's Fairy Tale Collection.

And this copy was signed.

Xu Mengyao had previously bought two copies, neither of which had signatures. This one had later been sent to her by Childlike Heart Network.

After all, she was Lin Yu's first Silver Alliance Leader.

"Ding-dong—"

Xu Mengyao rang the doorbell.

Lin Chen saw Xu Mengyao outside through the peephole.

"Xiaoqian, Mommy's here."

Lin Chen called out.

He opened the door. Xu Mengyao looked at him with a strange expression. Lin Chen did not look like a top-tier artist.

"Mommy!"

Lin Xiaoqian ran over excitedly.

"Qian Qian."

Xu Mengyao crouched and picked up Lin Xiaoqian. "Oh? Qian Qian, why do you smell like medicine?"

Lin Xiaoqian said sweetly, "Mommy, I took a bath. Daddy put dark medicine in the water."

Xu Mengyao looked toward Lin Chen.

Lin Chen said, "Xiaoqian kicked off her blanket and caught a cold, but it isn't serious, so don't worry. I'll use some Dietary Therapy for her, then have her soak in a Medicinal Bath a few more times, and she'll be fine."

Xu Mengyao entered the room.

Lin Chen closed the door.

"Lin Chen, did you take Xiaoqian to see a traditional Chinese doctor?"

Xu Mengyao asked.

Lin Chen shook his head. "I prescribed the medicine myself."

Xu Mengyao looked at Lin Chen in surprise. "You know Chinese medicine?"

"A little."

Lin Chen said.

He was not lying. Traditional Chinese medicine was vast and profound. It would take him thirty hours to reach the grandmaster level; for now, he only knew a little.

"This is for you."

Xu Mengyao returned the Drawing Tube to Lin Chen.

"Mommy, let's go to the balcony."

"I drew a picture. Daddy taught me."

Lin Xiaoqian urged.

Xu Mengyao carried Lin Xiaoqian to the balcony. When she saw Lin Xiaoqian's painting, shock appeared in her eyes.

"Qian Qian, did you draw this?"

Xu Mengyao asked in disbelief.

Lin Xiaoqian was only Over Two Years Old, yet this painting was quite good in composition, color, and Artistic Conception.

"Yes."

"Mommy, aren't I amazing?"

Lin Xiaoqian asked smugly.

"Amazing!"

"Our Qian Qian is the best."

Xu Mengyao kissed Lin Xiaoqian and praised her.

Lin Xiaoqian said, "Mommy, Daddy is even better. You kissed me, so should you kiss Daddy too?"

Xu Mengyao was speechless.

"You little rascal, don't meddle in your parents' business."

Xu Mengyao tapped Lin Xiaoqian on the head.

"Cough, cough!"

Lin Xiaoqian coughed twice.

Xu Mengyao's heart tightened. Lin Xiaoqian's constitution was not very good, and every cold used to drag on for several days.

"Mengyao, don't worry."

"Xiaoqian just has an ordinary cold. There's nothing wrong with her bronchial tubes, and her Lungs are perfectly fine. She should be better tomorrow."

Lin Chen said with a smile.

Xu Mengyao said, "Are you sure she'll recover in two days? Qian Qian's colds used to last at least three or four days."

"Once, she had pneumonia and was hospitalized for more than ten days."

Lin Chen nodded. "I'm sure. You don't need to worry."

Xu Mengyao relaxed.

"Lin Chen, Qian Qian's painting has improved so much. She's only Over Two Years Old, yet she can already paint this well."

"Thank you."

Lin Xiaoqian looked at Xu Mengyao in confusion. "Mommy, why are you thanking Daddy? Daddy taught me how to paint, so you don't need to thank him. Just kiss him."

Xu Mengyao's face reddened slightly.

"Children aren't allowed to watch adults kiss."

"Lin Chen, let's go to the room."

Xu Mengyao went to the study, and Lin Chen naturally followed her.

"Should we kiss?"

Lin Chen said with a smile.

Xu Mengyao rolled her Beautiful Eyes at Lin Chen. "Qian Qian is a child and just talks nonsense. Don't you start talking nonsense too."

"Lin Chen, what level are you at in painting?"

Lin Chen shook his head. "I don't know. I just paint for fun. But I think I'm decent at it. There shouldn't be much of a problem teaching Qian Qian the basics, right?"

Xu Mengyao took a deep breath. "I showed your painting to a well-known painter. He said your skill might not be inferior to Xu Beihong's."

"Oh."

Lin Chen nodded.

It seemed that person was fairly capable. At least he had a good eye.

"That's all the reaction you have?"

"Don't you know who Xu Beihong is?"

Xu Mengyao asked with a strange expression.

Lin Chen curled his lip. "Xu Mengyao, you're looking down on me a little too much. I'm a college student, and your Senior. How could I not know who Xu Beihong is?"

"Then why are you so calm?"

Xu Mengyao asked.

Lin Chen looked puzzled. "What reaction should I have? I never planned to become a painter. I'm just staying home and teaching Xiaoqian."

Xu Mengyao said, "I showed your painting to Zhao Yanming. He wants to pay eight hundred thousand to buy another painting of the same quality from you."