After a while, Gong Feifei, who had just returned from school, poked her little head out of the living room door with drawing tools in her arms and looked inside. She saw that her brother Gong Junming was also there, and Gong Feifei restrained her impudent behavior slightly.
, but when she saw her father Gong Bolie twisting his face and looking ugly, Gong Feifei thought that her brother Gong Junming must have been scolded by his father again!
So, Gong Feifei ran to Gong Bolie holding a large basket of rice paper, hugged his arm and shook him: "Dad, today the professor asked us to practice character sketching, but when we were in school, the male classmates asked me to be their
model, so I spent the whole morning as a model for other students, without painting a single painting. The professor wants us to hand in our homework tomorrow, but I don’t have a model. Dad, can you be my model?"
"Feifei, your brother and I have something important to talk about. Can daddy be a model for you later?" Gong Bolie patted Gong Feifei's arm and spoke to Gong Feifei with a loving look on his face, as he had said to Gong Junming at first.
Their attitudes are completely different.
Gong Junming on the side looked particularly uncomfortable.
Obviously he is Gong Bolie's biological son, why can't he be compared to the adopted Gong Feifei?!
And she’s also the daughter of his father’s first love!
He hated Gong Feifei and hated her for taking away all the happiness that originally belonged to him!
"Dad...No, you and your brother can talk about it at dinner." Gong Feifei refused, taking Gong Bolie's arm and walking towards the backyard, "Dad, I will definitely paint you beautifully later, and then
Then we show it off to our class, and when we meet people we say, "Look, this is my dad, he's very handsome, isn't he? My dad is over 60 years old, and he is still so handsome, and everyone loves him!"
"Feifei, slow down." Gong Bolie was amused by Gong Feifei's words, with a smile on his face.
He has always been fond of this precious daughter. He loves her so much when he sees her jumping and energetic. He holds it in his hands for fear of falling and holds it in his mouth for fear of melting.
"I know, Dad." Gong Feifei turned around and responded, not forgetting to give her brother a playful look.
As if saying to Gong Junming: Brother, this time, I saved you again!
However, Gong Junming did not accept Gong Feifei's love. He looked at the direction Gong Bolie left with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
"Dad, sit down." Gong Feifei pulled Gong Bolie and asked him to sit down.
"Dad, if you feel bored, drink tea." Gong Feifei was afraid that her father would feel bored after sitting for a long time, so she asked the maid to make Gong Bolie's favorite tea and put it aside.
"Dad, strike a better pose." Gong Feifei has already set up the easel and is ready to start painting.
So, Gong Bolie straightened his posture and let Gong Feifei paint.
A few hours later, Gong Bolie fell asleep with his head propped up in boredom, and Gong Feifei also finished the sketch.
"Dad, are you very tired?" Gong Feifei took the painting and walked to Gong Bolie's side, and found that the old man had fallen asleep.
"I'm not tired." Gong Bolie shook his head, "Show your painting to Dad."
Gong Feifei nodded and spread the painting in front of Gong Bolie, "Dad, you look heroic in the painting, you are bold and handsome!"
Gong Bolie stretched out his hand and tapped Gong Feifei's forehead, "Little girl, stop trying to flatter your dad, your dad is old."
Although he said this, Gong Bolie was still as happy as eating honey, "Send one to dad."
Gong Bolie looked at his daughter's paintings and couldn't put them down.
"How can Dad be so old? He still looks very young." Gong Feifei circled Gong Bolie's neck and shook it, "Okay, wait until I finish modifying the one in the easel and give it to Dad."
After Gong Feifei finished speaking, she turned around and ran back to the easel to revise another unfinished sketch.
Somewhere in the high villa, Gong Junming watched this scene, with bursts of hatred in his eyes.