"Oh... it's my dad's bedroom, study room, fitness room, etc."
"Wow~ Your father is so extravagant~"
I laughed dryly. Although it was true, it was not good to say it so nakedly.
The eldest lady is the eldest lady, she never cares about other people's feelings
When I didn't pay attention, she actually rushed up
I hurriedly ran after her. Dad didn't like people entering his room.
So none of us have ever gone in. It would be terrible if something happens to her.
The corridor upstairs is still dark, with only one open door, which is Dad's bedroom.
I ran over, and sure enough, Su Qianhe was holding the window and looking down, with a look of admiration on his face.
However, I was stunned, not because of the extremely luxurious decoration of this room, but because of a painting as tall as a person hanging on the wall beside his bed. The person painted on it made me hold my breath suddenly. It turned out to be...
…It’s my mother!
After finally seeing off Su Qianhe, I quietly ran up to the third floor again.
Looking at the huge portrait of my mother, I couldn’t stop crying.
Mom, do you know how much I have missed you over the years? How are you in heaven?
Reaching out to touch it, I found it was a huge oil painting with a line of small words written in the lower right corner: June 3, 1976, Leng Shaofeng