I just feel that it has taken almost a lifetime for her to wait for this person to pull her hand.

And Lu Dingnian knew that Huang Fenghua was willing to be with him, but it was just because of her identity.

But I can leave this identity behind, so what are you reluctant to do?

is saying, people will go to the day after all, you don't want anyone, do you have to say goodbye after all?

"Girl, why are you here?" walked under the bridge, Lu Dingnian pulled Huang Fenghua to Shen Jiani, and greeted him with a smile.

Shen Jiani was waiting for Lu Dingnian, otherwise she wouldn't have sketched and painted in such a hot place.

She raised her eyes in shock, looked at the two old men in front of her, and said respectfully and with an explanation.

"Grandpa Lu, hello Grandma Huang, I'm sketching here, it's a coincidence, I'll meet you here."

"Can you still draw?" Lu Dingnian glanced at the painting in Shen Jiani's hand and unconsciously stroked his beard.

"I can draw." Shen Jiani wanted to say, Grandpa, didn't you ask knowingly?

"Little girl, we really have a fate." Huang Fenghua smiled lightly, followed the direction of Lu Dingnian's painting, glanced at the painting, and saw that Nizi's painting was distracted, this technique was not a new word of fate.

"Isn't there fate, originally we were going to Nangu to sketch, and we came to East Lake when it rained today, and we really happened to meet here." In the eyes of Mrs. Huang, Shen Jiani saw her doubts and couldn't help but say a word for the person.

Lu Dingnian: "......."

He squinted and smiled lightly and secretly shouted for Shen Jiani.

Nizi, you can do it, you really can, you don't need a draft to lie, it's under it.

"Girl, since there is such a fate, draw a portrait of grandpa and grandma, I will turn around the form frame and hang it at home."

Lu Dingnian was grinning as he spoke, and a pair of eyes looked at his subordinate Ah De.

That means, quickly bring us a chair, so no eyes can see, if Biaozi is here, he can see what I mean.

Shen Jiani heard that this was a hint that she wanted to hang this photo on his home in Donghu, and nodded knowingly.

"Okay."

"Then trouble the little girl."

Huang Fenghua also wanted to see if this Nizi could draw, whether there was some conspiracy to deliberately get close to her, or Lu Dingnian.

After all, this person's father is a young man, a villain who constantly wants to climb up.

But even if she could see the person's face, she didn't tell the truth, after all, no one wanted to listen to something unpleasant, so she was even more lazy to say it.

"What's the trouble, just raise your hands, I'll finish the drawing soon, you two elders just chat casually." Seeing that Lu Dingnian's subordinate, Uncle De, had already taken out the spare chair accompanying him, Shen Jiani nodded, picked up her paintbrush and began to paint.

"Is it okay to speak?" Lu Dingnian didn't understand, he only remembered that the performances on TV didn't speak.

But what if you let a character like him not speak, it doesn't seem very realistic?

"Grandpa Lu, you are casual, it has no impact at all." If you can't speak, you can't move, that's someone who has just started, and a person like Shen Jiani who has been painting for ten years, if you can't do what you want, then don't pick up a brush to paint.

"That'll do." Lu Dingnian stroked his beard, glanced at the dignified and decent woman beside him, and sighed slowly, Fenghua, I owe you more than a portrait, if you can, I want to give you my life.

Huang Fenghua: "......"

Compared with Lu Dingnian, who had to brush her beard to sit quietly, she didn't feel sad about not moving because of her perennial meditation.