Chapter 268 - Xia Wanyuan Painted

Just as everyone was disgusted by Cui Yongjun's matter but could do nothing about it, someone from the Painter a.s.sociation suddenly suggested that Yuan Wanxia's painting, which had risen abruptly but was also very mysterious, had many ancient techniques.

Perhaps she would know these lost painting skills?

It was only then that everyone remembered Yuan Wanxia. Speaking of this person, everyone felt that it was strange. His painting value had risen too quickly while he himself had kept a low profile.

Until now, other than his painting and the name Yuan Wanxia, no one knew anything else.

Hence, the president could only look for Professor Zhang and see if he could help contact Yuan Wanxia. Although at their age, they did not care about reputation anymore, it still felt aggrieved to be scolded by the painting and calligraphy world in Country Han.

When Professor Zhang called the manor, Xia Wanyuan was lying on the swing reading a book. After hearing Professor Zhang explain the situation, a hint of anger surged in Xia Wanyuan's heart.

"Then I'll leave this to you, Xiao Xia. That Light Error Art has been lost for too long. I wonder where Cui Yongjun learned this technique." Professor Zhang, who had always been easygoing, gritted his teeth when he spoke of Cui Yongjun.

"It's nothing. I know how to draw it. Don't worry, I'll send it to you tomorrow." Xia Wanyuan was originally a little surprised that Professor Zhang would suddenly look for her in such a hurry. After hearing what had happened from Professor Zhang, Xia Wanyuan calmed down.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wanyuan searched for Cui Yongjun's painting online. When she saw the painting drawn by the so-called Master Han, Xia Wanyuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Could such a painting be famous??

In her teacher's eyes in her previous life, this painting would stain the stove even if it was burned.

As for the 'wrong light' painting method, Xia Wanyuan felt that it was even more simple. In her previous life, this could only be considered a basic painting technique. She did not know how in the modern world this technique had become so popular.

Since she had agreed to Professor Zhang, Xia Wanyuan immediately went to look for Uncle w.a.n.g and asked him to prepare the brush, ink, and paper.

Since she was going to show the paintings in front of the netizens of the two countries, Xia Wanyuan drew even more meticulously this time. It took four hours before she finished painting one. When she looked up again, the sky was already dark.

Jun s.h.i.+ling strode into the main building. Before he could speak, Uncle w.a.n.g pointed the way for him. "Madam is painting in the study."

When Jun s.h.i.+ling walked to the study door, he smelled a faint ink fragrance.

Xia Wanyuan looked like she had finished painting. There was a Xuan paper on the table that was covered in ink. Xia Wanyuan sat by the side.

"Why did you think of painting today?" Jun s.h.i.+ling walked over and took a look, his eyes s.h.i.+ning with admiration. "Good painting."

"I have to do Professor Zhang a small favor." Xia Wanyuan ma.s.saged her temples. She had been focusing on painting for four hours consecutively, and her neck and arms were a little sore.

Jun s.h.i.+ling took off his suit jacket and walked behind Xia Wanyuan, naturally ma.s.saging her shoulders.

"It's been hard on you." Jun s.h.i.+ling's voice fell into Xia Wanyuan's ears, causing her to be stunned for a moment.

In her previous life, she had drawn so many paintings. There were teachers who scolded her for her poor painting, friends who praised her for her improvement, and parents and relatives who were proud of her.

However, Jun s.h.i.+ling was the first person to think that it was hard on her.

Jun s.h.i.+ling controlled his strength very well. After a while, Xia Wanyuan felt that the soreness on her body had reduced by a lot.

"That's enough." Xia Wanyuan stopped Jun s.h.i.+ling from continuing to ma.s.sage her. She stood up and pointed at a chair. "Sit here."

Jun s.h.i.+ling didn't know what Xia Wanyuan wanted to do, but he still followed her actions and sat down.

The pressure on his shoulders made Jun s.h.i.+ling's heart soften, and the warmth in his eyes almost overflowed.

Xia Wanyuan had just started when Jun s.h.i.+ling stood up.

"What's the matter?"

"Alright, I'm not tired. You must be tired after painting for so long. Rest and prepare for dinner."

"Alright." Xia Wanyuan nodded. There was a commotion downstairs. Thinking that Xiao Bao was back, Xia Wanyuan got up and went downstairs.

As he watched Xia Wanyuan leave slowly, Jun s.h.i.+ling's eyes were filled with gentleness. It was as if a large net, as it wrapped around Xia Wanyuan.

How could she be so good? So good that when I thought about how if I didn't have her in the future, I would feel that the entire world would lose its brilliance.

At the dining table today, Jun s.h.i.+ling was helping Xia Wanyuan with the food as usual, but Xiao Bao seemed unusually active.

"Wow, Mommy, Daddy brought you meat. Daddy treats you so well!"

"Wow, Daddy is putting prawns in Mommy's bowl. Daddy really cares about Mommy!"

"Daddy brought Mommy water! Daddy is so considerate!"

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Xia Wanyuan originally did not think much of it, but she was a little embarra.s.sed by Xiao Bao's gasps and exclaims.

Jun s.h.i.+ling glanced at Xiao Bao, who widened his eyes and looked at Jun s.h.i.+ling expectantly. His eyes were filled with antic.i.p.ation.

'Daddy, look at how amazing I am! I've been praising you. You must work hard and help me give birth to a sister as soon as possible!'

"Eat properly," Jun s.h.i.+ling replied heartlessly.

"Ok." Xiao Bao, who did not receive any praise, was unhappy.

"Daddy, Mommy wants to lose weight. Why did you put so much meat in her bowl?"

"Daddy, Mommy likes to drink milk. Why did you pour her warm water?"

"Daddy, you…"

As Xiao Bao chewed on his favorite pork ribs, he could also spare some s.p.a.ce to pick on Jun s.h.i.+ling.

Jun s.h.i.+ling's grip on the chopsticks tightened, and he had the urge to beat up the smaller version of himself.

Xia Wanyuan was smiling from the side. Jun s.h.i.+ling glanced at Xia Wanyuan, who was gloating, and picked up another piece of pork with his chopsticks. He then turned to Xiao Bao and said,

"Why should she lose weight? If she doesn't take good care of herself, how is she going to give birth to a beautiful and cute sister for you?"

Xiao Bao's eyes suddenly widened.

Daddy makes sense!!!

Xiao Bao immediately imitated Jun s.h.i.+ling and picked up a piece of meat from Xia Wanyuan's bowl. "Mommy, eat more!!! All the best!!!"

Xia Wanyuan, who had been gloating, became the focus of the conflict. She glanced reproachfully at Jun s.h.i.+ling, who was sitting in front of her.

There was a flirtatious and delicate look in her eyes that she did not realize at all, causing Jun s.h.i.+ling's breathing to stagnate.

After a day, seeing that no one from China came out, the people from Country Han became more confident and spoke even more arrogantly.

"It looks like China doesn't deserve its name. What civilized ancient country? It has a long history and doesn't even know a small Light technique. How laughable."