Zhuo Wei was very frustrated, but he didn't expect that he would brainwash Mu Junxi into a self-reliant stubborn little white flower in a few words.

When he tried to brainwash again, Mu Junxi misinterpreted it into something else.

"Ah Wei, you don't have to say so much, I understand. In the past, I was ignorant, and I relied on you for everything, which caused you such a big burden.

But you believe me, for the sake of the future of both of us, I will definitely work hard, and I will not let you fight alone again. Believe me! ”

Looking at her much firmer gaze and listening to her sworn words, Zhuo Wei's words that he tried to use to brainwash her couldn't speak.

Because he had never seen Mu Junxi like this.

She used to be like a malnourished little white flower, cowering and hiding in the corner, afraid of the wind and rain, and the slightest wind and grass could frighten her.

But now, the roots of this little white flower are tentative, little by little poking out of the dark, damp and lightless corner, slowly trying to touch the wider space.

Perhaps, she will be crushed by the storm outside and return to that oppressive but safe corner again. Perhaps, she can survive and bravely face the wind, frost, rain and dew outside.

Zhuo Wei didn't want to do that.

He wanted to control Mu Junxi in the palm of his hand, and wanted her to rely on him completely as before, and leave everything to him.

He was very anxious, trying to be pulled back to his side by Mu Junxi, so that she could only rely on herself.

But I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, Mu Junxi is very busy now, even if he is with him, it is difficult to snuggle up to him and tell him about his troubles as before.

She enrolled in the Cheng and Ren classes and studied with professional teachers. Every day after class, there is still a pile of homework to do.

She had to learn how to sketch, how to match colors, and how to use language and writing. Even when you don't have homework, you can draw for a long time with a pen and paper.

She observes the things around her, recording them all with delicate but not very skillful lines.

She made progress a little bit, not only Zhuo Wei found out, but Yan Ailuo and they also found out.

In the evening, everyone gathered in the small study to do their own things.

Yan Ailuo accompanied her son to build Lego, and after fighting for a while, she didn't come up with any tricks, but Yu Zichen came over to help build a forklift after she was busy.

After fighting the forklift, Yu Zichen's obsessive-compulsive disorder attacked, and he felt that only the forklift was not enough, and he needed other supporting things. The father and son discussed it and decided to fight a production workshop.

Yu Zichen also found a picture of the company, and discussed with Yan Shenxing about the proportion and the order of assembly.

Yan Ailuo had nothing to do, so she went to the kitchen to get juice.

When he passed behind Mu Junxi, he turned his head to look at her painting.

She painted the scene of the small study, the bookshelves, desks, and windowsills from her perspective. The painting as a whole is average, and the composition ratio is not particularly good.

However, this is a big improvement over her previous paintings. At the very least, she has learned to sketch the whole first, instead of grabbing a part and picking it all the time.

The painting is complete, only with a difference in completeness.

Yan Ailuo thought that Mu Junxi had really grown up. This time, she is really trying to improve herself, and she has indeed made an effort.

It's just that I don't know how far her efforts can go and how long she can last.

It's only been a week, and I can't see the results at all, so let's take a slow look.

However, Yan Ailuo hopes that she can always maintain this enthusiasm. This is a good thing for herself, and it is good for Uncle Ho.

Yan Ailuo went to the kitchen to get juice, gave each of them a glass, and went to see the factory that Yan Shenxing and Yu Zichen were preparing to set up.

They plan to make a documentary, so they have to do a good job of all the proportions. Because Yan Shenxing had only seen the pictures and couldn't see the proportions of those machines, he was a little ignorant.

Yu Zichen decided to wait for the weekend to take him to the factory to have a look, so that he could really feel what the factory was like.

The little guy had never been to the factory before, but he was very happy to hear it, shouted loudly, and then showed off to the people around him.

"Mom, do you hear me, Dad is going to take me on a tour of the factory. I'm going to the factory, I'm going to the factory. Hahaha. ”

He smiled and leaned back, his mouth opened wide, and his chin was squeezed out, looking like a meat bun.

Yan Ailuo pinched his little face and rubbed it, laughing while supporting him, lest he fall.

The child's laughter is also very contagious, and everyone laughs when they see him laughing.

Only Zhuo Wei laughed and felt that this kid was really weird.

The family is so rich, obviously they can have whatever they want, but they like some strange things. He doesn't ask for toys and snacks every day, but he likes some experimental supplies and books.

The child held the books he read every day, and those books were very obscure, most of them half his size. Even if it is difficult for an adult to read these books, he reads them with relish.

I don't know if I really understand it or if I don't know how to pretend to understand.

This kid is so weird. It is also strange to raise a child into such a family.

Zhuo Wei always felt that many of his tricks were useless here, and he was useless in the face of such a family that did not play cards according to common sense.

It's really hard to be a dog leg who wants to hug the thighs of a rich man and take advantage of it.

It's not easy to be an adult!

……

After Yan Ailuo coaxed the child, she went to sit next to Yu Zichen and looked at the design drawings he drawn.

He is very serious about his work, and even if he builds a Lego model, he can draw the design. There are a lot of strokes that Yan Shenxing has changed on it, so the whole picture looks a little messy.

He is redrawing those irregular lines to make the whole picture more refined and professional.

Yan Ailuo sat beside him and watched him modify the picture little by little. At first, I didn't think there was anything, but after a while, I saw that there was a long hair on his sweater.

It was the long, straight, but reddish hair he had seen before, the same as the hair he had found on his coat before.

The second time.

If you meet with the doctor, it's normal to get hair on your coat, but how can you get it on your sweater?

Yan Ailuo has not seen the new female doctor so far, and she is even more curious about her.

She felt that she had to go to the other person first and see how it went. Moreover, she also has to find out what Yu Zichen is hiding from her.

What was it that made him so abnormal, and he clearly said that he wouldn't lie to her.

Yan Ailuo stared at Yu Zichen, and Yu Zichen also turned his head to look: "What's wrong?" ”

She immediately shook her head to hide her guilt: "It's nothing. ”

Not far away, Ji Yun looked at her, raised the teacup, and smiled evilly at her.