323: Sweet Little Boy

Sweet Little Boy

Although he was painting very quickly, his work was hard to compliment.1

Fortunately, he was up against this little boy, so he didn't need to produce a beautiful painting.

On the contrary, the uglier the painting, the better. He smiled slyly as he drew.

He didn't care much about the boy's painting as he assumed the boy couldn't possibly paint very well.

At school, most of the artistic students in his class were girls. How good could a boy around the same age paint well?

He didn't think it was possible.

Kang Weizhen couldn't help but look over curiously…

When she saw the little boy's drawing, her pupils constricted and she felt shocked. Then the strange feeling in her heart kept spiraling, becoming stronger and stronger.

Sheng An wasn't aware of this. After he finished his painting, he lifted it to show the little boy, only to discover that the little boy wasn't looking at his painting at all. Not only that, but the little boy was painting with one hand while his other hand was still holding on to Sheng Yang's arm.

Sheng An frowned hard. How could he draw well with one hand?

Is he looking down on me?

Sheng An was used to being willful. Besides, he felt that he had been provoked, so he couldn't control his emotions. He raised his chubby fist and was about to punch the little boy when he was grabbed by someone!

It wasn't Sheng Yang but…

Kang Weizhen held Sheng An's hand tightly while trembling with excitement. Then she looked at him sharply, which frightened Sheng An so much that he almost peed his pants.

"Aunt… Aunt… What's wrong?"

Kang Weizhen looked murderous. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I…" Sheng An was at a loss for words. He didn't know why his aunt was suddenly protecting this unknown little boy.

Kang Weizhen released her hand and Sheng An didn't dare to move recklessly anymore.

Kang Weizhen's face instantly changed as she put on a sweet smile. "Ah, Dennis!"

"Oh no…" The little boy stuck out his tongue and took off his sunglasses, revealing his blue eyes that seemed to contain dazzling stars. "I've been recognized."

Kang Weizhen immediately went crazy. This was reminiscent of a fan meeting.

She had always liked Dennis' artwork, and now, she adored the little cutie himself too.

Unexpectedly, he was here in their home.

It was her fault for not recognizing him earlier.

Sheng An didn't expect that this little boy who was clinging to his cousin would actually be a genius painter and a little cutie—Dennis. He knew that his Grandma liked Dennis a lot as well. He was dumbfounded for a while then looked at Dennis' painting.

Sheng An: "…"

Alright, I was too reckless. Dennis only painted using one hand but each of his strokes was so steady.

He was painting Aunt, and it looked exactly like her. It was as if the painting was a mirror that reflected his aunt's face and contained a soul of its own.

But when Sheng An saw Dennis pestering his cousin, he felt very sad. He regretted not listening to his art teacher and learning how to paint. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in this state now.

"Aunt, this is for you. Consider it a gift for you." The genius young artist lived up to his reputation. In such a short time, not only did he produce a painting but he also perfected all the details.

"Thank you, thank you…" Kang Weizhen held it in her hand like it was a treasure. She liked it very much.

She was a big fan of Dennis, but… to be honest…

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