Famous family's first favorite: wife, rob a marriage

Chapter 17
And at this time, the rose bushes between the Hua family and the Mo family are breathtakingly beautiful.

Last night's dewdrops were dotted on the petals, which were extraordinarily delicate and charming. The morning light poured down, and through the mottled drops of water, it reflected the splendor that was not dazzling.

Among the flowers, Hua Liancheng, who got up early in the morning, set up the easel on the trail early, and gently traced the outline of the flowers with a 2B pencil in his hand.

The morning mist hadn't receded, and the faint sunlight passed through the mist and fell on her face, making that bright face a little softer.

"Why do you wake up so early?"

At this time, except for Papa Hua, everyone else was still sleeping.

He opened the door, took out a water-blue wool blanket, walked to Hua Liancheng, and covered her.

Hua Liancheng turned her head back and saw her father's caring eyes.

She smiled, and there was a trace of warmth in her heart, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes curved: "I just can't help but want to get up and draw."

When she woke up in the morning, she opened the curtains, and what came into view was a world full of sounds. The world was full of dim colors, and only this flower bush was breathtakingly beautiful.

At that moment, she didn't feel sleepy at all, and she took out the drawing board and ran to draw in the flowers.

She is a student of design, and has always had a unique interest in oil painting and sketching. Whenever she is interested, she will take out a drawing board and draw, no matter where she is.

"Be careful of catching a cold." Father Hua nodded and stopped disturbing her.

The figure of the woman was thin, and the morning sun shone on her body, giving her a bit of tranquility that belonged to nature, like a dream, which would shatter at the touch of a finger.

By the time everyone got up, Hua Liancheng had already drawn the outline of the whole painting. She packed up her things, just in time to see Mo Xun wearing light blue sportswear and preparing to go for a morning run.

"So early?" I thought it would take Hua Liancheng a few days to adjust to the jet lag, but I didn't expect her to wake up so early.

"Of course, I'm not you!" Hua Liancheng raised his head and snorted, then picked up the drawing board and passed him like a proud peacock.

When walking over, she deliberately stretched out her feet, wanting to see Mo Xun make a fool of herself.

Unexpectedly, her purpose had already been seen through by Mo Xun. The man stood motionless, his eyes fell on her slender and fair calf, and he sneered softly: "Pig trotters!"

Hearing this, Hua Liancheng kicked him directly with his calf: "You are the pig's trotters! Your whole family are all pig's trotters!"

"Childish!" Looking at Hua Liancheng who was irritated by his words, Mo Xun was as cold as ever, and ran away before Hua Liancheng had any reaction.

Looking at the handsome back of the man, Hua Liancheng made a grimace, and entered the room with a drawing board.

She didn't take her painting off the drawing board, but put it in the living room so that she could tinker with it on a daily basis.

She has always been a perfectionist, and every time she draws, she must be extreme and fine.

It is not uncommon for a painting to be completed in a month.

At this time, Wen Tiantian was making breakfast, and when she saw Hua Liancheng came back from the garden, she waved to her daughter, "Little Pepper, come here!"

"What's the matter?" Hua Liancheng ran over, and seeing Wen Tiantian holding a big spoon in his hand, and the soup in the big spoon was like ink, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

She immediately took a step back without any trace, "Mom, what is this?"

"It's not easy for you to come back, Mommy specially prepared it for you!" Wen Tiantian blinked, eyes full of deep maternal love.

(End of this chapter)