The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

If the Bai family does a little bit of personnel and spends a little money on Bai Jingxuan, it is estimated that today he won't have to pay a dime.

Bai Ruoyao watched her mother being dragged away like a dead dog, her face with delicate make-up turned pale with fright, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to pierce the ground.

She knew very well in her heart that if she was thrown out with Li Tinghe's deeds, it would be difficult for her to regain the relationship with the Li family. Therefore, if she was killed, she would not be able to leave.

"After eating such a big loss, you have to say it." Li Zhenshan is also a short-term protector. He put the crutches back in the long brocade box and handed them to the servant who was waiting on the side. "Take it down and let it go."

"Yes."

It made it clear that she no longer liked the gifts Bai Ruoyao gave.

Bai Ruoyao endured the humiliation and asked Bai Jingxuan with a smile, "Sister, Grandpa Li, I don’t know what gift you have prepared for him?" Putting a high hat on Bai Jingxuan, "Presumably the gift you prepared must not be new. Surprised."

Seeing her not speaking, Bai Ruoyao sneered, "Don't tell me, you are not prepared? Or, should you give away some vulgar belongings casually. The worst thing about the Li family is those."

Just as Li Tinghe was about to say something, Bai Jingxuan spoke in the first place, "Of course we have to prepare in advance, but we have to show it on the spot."

For the time being, there is nothing that can stump her.

Li Zhenshan was curious, "What's so peculiar?"

"Grandpa Li, I'll give you a sketch, okay?" Bai Jingxuan pointed to herself, "I will draw it myself."

"Of course." Li Zhenshan was very old and had no sense of things outside his body. What he cared about was the hearts of the younger generation. He immediately sent someone to fetch the stone pens and charcoal pens used in drawing boards and drawing... several kinds of pens.

"What good works can you paint? The level is too bad, don't lose the face of the'Li' family." Bai Ruoyao kindly advised.

Li Tinghe felt that Bai Ruoyao, a mad woman, was really unreasonable.

However, he wanted to see Bai Jingxuan painting with his own eyes.

The rack with the drawing board was placed on the stage in front. Bai Jingxuan was standing on the stage, holding a charcoal pencil in his hand, and moving smoothly on the paper.

She uses the method of removing or weakening the light and shadow, and each drawing line is extremely rich.

The posture of her pen is very graceful, she didn't even raise her head, using dots to draw lines at all angles, balanced, and looking very integrated.

A young beauty in a cheongsam drew a sketch, and some guests even took out a mobile phone to shoot a video.

At first, no one knew what she was painting.

Slowly, when the lines of the various points are connected, an old double portrait is gradually formed.

Everyone suddenly saw that the scene in the painting was the scene of today's banquet, except that Li Zhenshan was seated in the main seat, and a kind-faced grandmother sat next to him in an empty position.

The discerning person suddenly understood that the two characters in the portrait were Li Zhenshan and his late wife Liu Heming.

After a while, when the entire sketch is completed, the characters are almost as if they are about to come out of the painting!

"The painting is really good." A well-informed guest praised without hesitation. "Bai Jingxuan's level is a master."

"Unexpectedly, she not only plays the piano well, but she also has such outstanding sketches."

Even Li Tinghe's eyes looking at Bai Jingxuan were full of appreciation.

Bai Ruoyao was so angry that she bit her teeth, Bai Jingxuan, a bitch, how many things are still hiding from the Bai family?