"Mom, don’t be angry, Mingcheng just can’t accept it yet," Gu Mingzhu gently patted Fang Yue’s back, comforting her. "Mom, don’t worry, both your children were raised by you, and we rember all the good you’ve done. Once Mingcheng figures it out, he will understand your difficulties."
"I hope so," Fang Yue’s towering anger cald down with Gu Mingzhu’s comfort. She said, "Mingzhu, you’re pregnant now, you need to take good care of yourself."
Fang Yue paused before recalling another matter, "Mingzhu, what do you think about the marriage?"
"What do you an what do I think?" Gu Mingzhu asked.
Fang Yue glanced at her belly and said, "The Jiang Family is worried that a wedding would be too exhausting, so they want to get the marriage certificate first and hold the wedding after the child is born. What about you?"
"No, that’s too shaful," Gu Mingzhu pursed her lips, unhappy. "Mom, it’s not for , but for you and Dad. You and Dad are well-known in South City, and if I have a child before getting married, wouldn’t everyone laugh at you?"
"Mom, I’m sorry, it’s caused you trouble," Gu Mingzhu tily showed her vulnerability.
This only made Fang Yue more heartbroken. Her daughter was so thoughtful, always considering them in everything she did. She said, "Alright, I had the sa thought too. The ceremony can be simple, but it must be held. Don’t worry, I’ll rember this."
"Mom, you are so kind," Gu Mingzhu smiled and snuggled next to her, obediently obedient.
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"The last ti I was here, I saw you on the boat," Gu Mingcheng said as he intentionally brought the painting over and stood in the sa spot.
Xu Nian’an held the painting and, from his amateur perspective, appreciated that it was a good painting. The little sister depicted was also very pretty. He looked at the painting and then at Gu Mingcheng and asked, "Did you paint this?"
"Of course," Gu Mingcheng nodded affirmatively.
"My little sister’s beauty isn’t captured even one-tenth in this," Xu Nian’an criticized.
Gu Mingcheng’s face blushed.
Xu Nianhua changed the subject, "Didn’t you say you wanted to paint? We only have today, as we are returning tomorrow."
"Oh, okay," Gu Mingcheng imdiately started packing up his stuff and beca busy. When he painted, he was exceptionally focused.
Today, Xu Nianhua wore a bright red coat to match the cold winter day, specifically to accommodate his painting.
Gu Mingcheng didn’t ask Xu Nianhua to pose. Xu Nianhua leaned against the railing, gazing into the distance, her black hair dancing in the cold wind, occasionally turning back with a smile that could topple cities and countries.
Such a sight of Xu Nianhua made Gu Mingcheng’s heart beat furiously, and his paintbrush moved faster. His focused appearance even made Xu Nian’an see him in a new light. This silly kid, could he really be a painter?
"Little sister, do you think the silly kid was too excited yesterday, which is why he has dark circles under his eyes?" Xu Nian’an quietly ntioned near her ear.
Xu Nianhua rolled her eyes and responded, "It’s just painting; what’s there to be excited about? Maybe he had sothing else on his mind."
"Also, stop calling him a silly kid; it doesn’t seem polite," Xu Nianhua cleared her throat. She turned and looked at Gu Mingcheng, engrossed in his painting, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
"But doesn’t he look silly?" Xu Nian’an felt unconcerned. Daring to fancy his little sister, calling him ’silly kid’ was a sign of respect.
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