"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Thank you Miss, thank you very much for coming to save this slave. Otherwise, I really don't know what would have happened."
Seeing Chunhua crying, Tang Wan'er couldn't bear it. After all, she was bullied because of the evil forces.
Tang Wan'er hates this kind of thing, and also hates people like Yu Zhili. Perhaps there are countless such rich ladies.
"It's okay. Chunhua, as long as you are loyal enough to me, I will definitely protect you and no one will bully you again!"
Tang Wan'er said firmly, from the bottom of her heart.
"The lady is really kind-hearted."
Chunhua plopped down and knelt in front of Tang Wan'er, with tears streaming down her face, and continued.
"This slave's life is at the mercy of the young lady! If the young lady had not saved the slave that day, I would have been beaten to death by Mother He. Today, the young lady was asked to rescue the slave, so that she could avoid being bullied by my cousin."
"As long as you understand." Tang Wan'er said softly, "After all, your mother can be regarded as half of my wet nurse. From now on, I will not forget Chunhua. I also said that I will help you find a nurse.
Marry into a good family."
"Well, thank you very much, Miss! It is a blessing that I have cultivated for three lifetimes that I can serve you!"
"Okay, okay, stop flattering me and help me sharpen the ink quickly. I have to send it to my grandma early."
"Got it, miss."
In this way, Tang Wan'er was painting quietly by the lake, not caring about other people at all, and the servants didn't dare to disturb her.
When Chunhua saw the person coming, she quickly knelt down. Just as she was about to call out, the person stopped her.
Tang Jie was standing behind Tang Waner watching her painting.
It took Tang Wan'er a while to realize that something was different. Then she heard a slight sound.
She turned around and found Tang Jie.
"Ah, daddy, you're here, why didn't you tell Yu Jing."
"Haha, my father saw you so focused on painting that he couldn't bear to interrupt."
Tang Jie explained, looking like a loving father.
However, Tang Wan'er still felt that she was too unfamiliar with him, and she was just a prop for him.
But Tang Wan'er still had to play the role of a daughter. At this time, she put down the brush in her hand, lowered her head and saluted.
"It's all my fault. I should have found out about dad first."
"No need." Tang Jie lowered his head and looked at the scroll on the table. Like a father who cares about his daughter, he asked with concern, "What did Qiong'er draw?"
"Report to Daddy, this is the lake water."
"Well, the painting is good. It's improved compared to the previous one."
"Before?"
Tang Wan'er asked puzzledly.
"That was what happened before Qiong'er lost her memory."
It turns out that Tang Qiong can also draw, and I'm afraid his painting is not too bad. Fortunately, he often draws posters for others, so his skills are pretty good.
"Yu Jing will continue to work hard and not let dad down."
"Yes." Tang Jie nodded approvingly, "This is also a skill that can stand out in the selection of concubines. Qiong'er needs to hone it so that the Holy Emperor can be better attracted to you."
"Yu Jing remembers it."
Tang Wan'er bowed in an extremely ladylike manner, and then replied to Tang Jie obediently.
"That's convenient."
After Tang Jie finished speaking, he felt very relieved and did not continue to disturb Tang Wan'er's painting. Of course, he did not ask Tang Wan'er what she planned to do for this painting.
Seeing all this, Tang Wan'er sneered in her heart.
Although this man is praising his daughter, is he just treating her as a prop?
What a shameless and despicable man! Tang Wan'er thought in her heart.