After meeting Gong Shaoming, Gong Shaoming accidentally discovered that she liked painting and encouraged her to bravely choose the major she liked. That's why An Moran boldly chose painting.
An Moran chose to major in oil painting. In order to prevent her from worrying about expensive paints, Gong Shaoming secretly had many part-time jobs at that time.
Always when she didn't notice, he would add boxes of paints to her small studio and buy her a lot of instruction books that she wanted but couldn't bear to buy...
The first sketch she made was of him…
The first oil painting was of him...
The first winning work was his...
…
Too many memories are buried in her paintings.
After leaving Gong Shaoming for the first time three years ago, An Moran no longer had the courage to pick up a painting, and instead found a public relations job at Suye Group that had nothing to do with his major.
Regarding painting, I don’t know when she lost her heart...
Suddenly hearing Mo Ran mention it, An Moran felt a little grand.
She looked at him with uncertain eyes, "Am I okay?"
After losing everything, starting over again?
Mo Ran heard her words of lack of confidence and reached out to rub her hair, smiling warmly.
"As long as you like it, of course you can. I will ask a painter to guide you to relearn painting skills. Many cities in country M are fashion pioneers. You will have many opportunities to access the latest information. With your talent, you can definitely learn painting skills in the shortest time." I have rediscovered my sensitivity to painting within a short period of time. There are many precious paintings in the Mo family manor. As long as you like them, my brother will open a studio for you alone."
Mo Ran looked like he doted on his sister to the point of no return, not caring at all that the paintings he mentioned were the pet peeves of the old guys in the Mo family.
Wearing a white shirt made him look gentle and handsome. Looking at An Moran's eyebrows slowly spreading, the tenderness in his eyes finally came to fruition.
"But before that, brother must let you understand one thing."
Mo Ran looked at An Moran's expression that suddenly became nervous, and the smile on his lips became more and more gentle.
"Don't worry too much. The Mo family will not resist your appearance. In fact, my father has been looking for you for twenty-three years. He is looking forward to your appearance more than anyone else."
"Father?"
An Moran looked at Mo Ran hesitantly, and after a while he asked quietly, "What kind of person is he?"
"..."
Mo Ran hesitated for a moment, his eyes darkened a little, and he looked at An Moran with a smile, "A man who loves his mother deeply."
Mr. Mo was not a good father, but he devoted everything to their mother.
Even because of this, Mo Ran couldn't bear to hate him.
"What about mother?"
When An Moran asked this question, he suddenly realized that Mo Ran didn't seem to take the initiative to mention their mother from the time he appeared until now.
Now seeing his darkened expression for a moment, I couldn't help but feel an indescribable sadness, "Should I not ask? Mother, she..."
"She's gone."
Mo Ran suddenly responded to An Moran's words, "You were gone soon after you were born."
"Because of……"
"I will tell you this later after you get familiar with the Mo family."
Mo Ran interrupted An Moran's pursuit, reached out and took out the thin blanket from the secret compartment, and gently covered An Moran's body.
"Your name is Mo Xiaomi, and your nickname is Xiaomili. Your father and mother chose it for you. I heard that your current name was given to you by the director of Shengde Orphanage. If you don't want to change it, I won't I force you, but your last name must be changed."
