"When did it disappear?" Li Lun went out early this morning and didn't have breakfast, so he didn't know.
"It was gone last night."
"Then have you eaten anything today?"
"Yes, there are some instant noodles..."[
Hearing this, Li Lun frowned slightly, "Don't you know how to go out and buy it yourself?"
"Can I...can I go out alone?" When Qiao Xiao said this, although her voice was still calm, if you listen carefully, you could hear a hint of sarcasm.
Li Lun was inexplicably irritated, "Okay, you can order takeout yourself. You don't need to prepare my share. I'll go upstairs first." After that, he went upstairs without looking at Qiao Xiao.
Qiao Xiao felt that he was angry for no reason, but she didn't care why he was angry.
Besides, he was angry...she was actually a little gloating about his misfortune.
That night, Qiao Xiao didn't see Li Lun come down.
the next morning.
As soon as Qiao Xiao got up and walked out of her room, she unexpectedly saw a woman in the hall.
It is Mrs. Li.
"Who are you?" Mrs. Li asked politely.
And this sentence was originally what Qiao Xiao wanted to ask.
Qiao Xiao blinked. After living here for a few days, she finally saw a stranger.
"Hello. I am Mr. Li's personal assistant." Qiao Xiao replied politely. However, when she said this, she could clearly see the mockery and a hint of anger from the lady in front of her.
In the eyes of Mrs. Li, a son who is not doing his job actually hires an assistant for no reason? Not only her, but everyone in the Li family will probably find it ironic if they know about it. In fact, it is not the other people who look down on the painter, but Li Lun and a
The term "family" among artists is completely irrelevant. When it comes to his painting skills, they are only average. Really, compared to professionals, at most he has a solid foundation and a little bit of standard.
It's no wonder that Mrs. Li was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
In fact, it is natural. Li Lun learned painting when he was a child. In recent years, he has been secretly busy with other things, and he still has time to learn painting. This painting is just a way for him to hide his eyes from others.
"Mom, you're here so early. Have you had breakfast?" Li Lun came down in slippers and pajamas, very casually. He looked like he had just gotten up from bed and hadn't even had time to take a shower. He looked
He glanced at Qiao Xiao and asked, "Prepare breakfast for three people. Mom may not have had breakfast when she came so early."