The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 158 I Didn't Say You Didn't See It

Facing the disdainful gaze of his mother, Keigo Atobe could only raise his eyebrows helplessly.

When his eyes touched the gift on the tea table, Atobe Tamaki felt a little comforted in his heart, it's better to be shallow, unlike the one at home, which is not thoughtful at all.

Atobe Tamaki walked over and tore off the outer layer of oil paper, and it turned out to be a painting, a picture of a dragonfly and a lotus flower. This lotus painting is too similar, it is really exquisite.

"Honey, come here and see what kind of tie I would wear with this dress."

Atobe Tamaki was about to take a closer look when Atobe Shinichi's voice came from upstairs.

"Here we come." Atobe Tamaki had no choice but to put the painting aside first, and went upstairs to help Atobe Nobuo pick out a tie.

Atobe Keigo put down the teacup in his hand, picked up the painting that Atobe Tamaki had just placed next to him, and took a look.

Well, it's quite artistic, and it's pretty gorgeous, but it's a bit strange to look at.

"Does it look good?" At some point, Tamaki Atobe had gone downstairs, leaning on the handrail and staring at Keigo Atobe.

"Not bad." Keigo Atobe nodded.

"This is Qianqian giving it to me." Atobe Tamaki took the painting from Atobe Jingwu's hand: "You learn a bit, brat, it's okay to have poor eyesight, and the mind is not as delicate as Qianqian."

"She returned to Japan?" Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph, I've been back a long time ago." Atobe Tamaki snorted coldly.

Atobe Keigo stopped talking, knowing that it was definitely a wrong choice to talk about Sakuraba Qingqian with his parents.

"Hey," Atobe Tamaki now has time to appreciate the painting: "Why doesn't this look like a painting?"

Speaking of this, Atobe Tamaki leaned forward and took a closer look: "This is embroidered!"

Atobe Keigo stood up in surprise.

"Some time ago I heard that Qingqian learned embroidery, but I didn't expect her skills to be so superb," ​​Atobe Tamaki said happily, "If you didn't look carefully, you might think it was a painting."

Atobe Keigo leaned forward, and it was rare for me to miss him sometimes.

"Stinky boy, I didn't say you haven't seen it yet." Atobe Tamaki was even happier now: "Come here, my dear, this is light embroidery, so pretty!"

Nobu Atobe quickened his pace downstairs when he heard the words: "This stitch is so fine, it is indeed a very delicate piece of embroidery, Qianqian must have spent a lot of time and energy."

"That's for sure," Atobe Tamaki nodded in amazement: "That child really has a heart. He said that this painting should be hung in your study, but now he is a little bit reluctant, so let's hang it in the bedroom."

"Daddy, you're not going out yet, won't you be late?" Keigo Atobe was sitting on the sofa beside him eating the freshly served fruit.

　The update is complete, good night everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)