"Good. The driver started the car and left, and Mr. Jing became more and more inseparable from his wife.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the conference room on the second floor, Yu Mengxi finally saw Lamborghini stop, and she was excited in her heart.

But the car door didn't open for a long time, but drove away again, and the woman's beautiful eyes instantly lost focus.

Isn't he coming to the meeting?

Where is he going?

Everyone is waiting.

Jing Ting sent the A-class design draft that was reviewed overnight last night to Mo Fan and Yu Mengxi, and his meaning was obvious, let them look at it themselves.

When Mo Fan found her, Yu Mengxi was speechless!

Lamborghini drove away from the city and headed towards Sunshine Village.

In fact, even Jing Ting himself couldn't figure it out, why did he go to the village to find her?

What should I say when I see her?

He didn't know, he just wanted to see her.

At the head of the bridge, the scenery is still the same, and it is as quiet as a paradise.

Dressed in a blue casual suit, Li Mi is petite and cute, she wears a peaked cap and appears in front of the children like a little angel.

Rows of left-behind children sat in front of the easel and listened carefully to her explanation of the white swans she was going to paint today.

"You can match the color of the background freely, just leave it blank. ”

"The dark color of the swan needs special attention, and the brushstrokes should be based on the shape of the swan......"

Everyone listened very carefully.

Among this group of children, Zhang Linmo, who was sitting in the most nearby position, looked very abrupt, and Li Mi also prepared a drawing board for him.

He is a student today, put away his previous unruliness, and has become particularly modest and studious.

He also grinded for a long time before Li Mi agreed to bring him over.

Wu Jun stood not far away and stared at him angrily, always feeling that he was approaching the master with a purpose!

I also persuaded the master, but the master felt that he was stingy and thought too much.

This Zhang Linmo is deliberately approaching the master!

Lamborghini stopped not far away.

"Mr. Jing. The driver whispered, "Mrs. is teaching the children to draw under the tree." ”

Jing Ting raised his eyes when he heard this, and saw the girl with bright eyes, who was lecturing vividly.

He opened the door and got out of the car, deeply attracted by her simple appearance, and just looked at her like this, he gradually lost his mind.

"Okay, let's try to draw it first, I'm sure you can do it!"

The children picked up their paintbrushes.

She walked beside the children, whispering reminders and patiently tutoring one by one.

A white swan is drawn on the blackboard, and the lines are very beautiful.

A breeze blew, and as Jing Ting took a step towards her, he stumbled upon a distinctive figure among the group of children.

He was more than half a cut above the children, and his back was familiar.

Li Mi passed by Zhang Linmo, and when Zhang Linmo grabbed Li Mi's wrist, Jing Ting's eyes were stinged.

He stopped.

Li Mi looked at Zhang Linmo and then at his hand, "What's wrong?"

The kid had a smile on his face, his phone was on his easel, and the screen reflected the figure of Jing Ting, as well as the Lamborghini parked on the side of the road.

So, all his actions are deliberate.

"Teacher Li, will you teach me how to draw?" he handed her the brush with his other hand, "Help me draw an outline, and I will fill in the color myself, how about it?"

Li Mi's face was calm, "Still can't you learn?" ”

He naughtily pulled hard, and Li Mi was defenseless and was pulled into her arms!

Zhang Linmo fell from the small bench, and Li Mi threw him to the ground!

Jing Ting quickly took a quick step towards her!

A bony hand appeared in front of her, Li Mi was stunned, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of bottomless eyes, with natural arrogance and dignity.

He's coming?

Zhang Linmo was half-propped up, and he was also dazzled proudly by the dignity of Jing Ting.

Li Mi closed his gaze and gently placed his paint-stained hand on his wide, thick palm.

Jing Ting shook her lightly and helped her up, "You didn't fall, did you?" He was elegant and handsome, and his voice was low and gentle.