Even My Grandson's Face Was Hit!

"Your painting skills are impressive! Did you and Qian Qian discuss it? One gave me a tea set she made herself, and the other gave me a painting he painted himself. Both of you are so thoughtful!" Old Master praised loudly.

"This is telepathy." Liu Yiming smiled shyly.

Shi Qian looked at Liu Yiming and couldn't bear to see him like this. She thought her eyes were playing tricks. Liu Yiming was quiet and wasn't the kind of person who could socialize well. It was really difficult for him to put on an act at such an occasion.

Shi Qian looked at Liu Yiming lovingly. In Fu Sinian's eyes, this scene caused a pot of oil to boil in his heart!

"Thank you, thank you. I like it very much!" Old Master replied happily.

"Qian Qian." Liu Yiming looked at Shi Qian and reached out to her with a smile.

Shi Qian froze. Old Master grabbed her hand and placed it in Liu Yiming's.