"Angel, your paintings are really amazing, I really like them!"
Mi Xiaotao held the sheets of drawings and said to Angel with a smile, "Can I have these portraits, Angel? I'll keep them all safe!"
"Sister, do you really like them?"
Angel felt a bit insecure, "Are my drawings really amazing? Then why does dad never like me painting? He rarely gets angry with me, but when I paint, he becomes like a different person, sternly telling me to pack it all away!"
Mi Xiaotao realized that Cheng Zhiming probably couldn't stand having the shadow of Angel's mom lingering in front of him, seeing Angel paint reminded him of her. But it's not right for him to forcibly suppress the child's talent like this.
"Angel's paintings are extremely impressive!"
Mi Xiaotao gave her a firm compliment, pointing at Mu Xinlan, and said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask her!"
