"Then what style do you like?"
Han Mengling asked. This was the first time she had seen Ye Han so hesitant about something. Obviously, the signboard lady of this website had an extraordinary meaning to Ye Han.
"Yes, I definitely like the Chinese style.”
Ye Han voiced his thoughts without hesitation. After all, this was Mother 2233's first appearance. He hoped to make it as perfect as possible.
Han Mengling smiled and placed her hand on Ye Han's shoulder.""Then go and do as you wish.”
"But…"
"No buts. You are the best. The style you choose must be the best. Mom believes in you.”Seeing Ye Han's hesitation, Han Mengling rubbed his hair and said,""My Xiao Han has never shown such an expression.”
"Okay, thanks, Mom."
Ye Han smiled and returned his gaze to the screen. That's right, he didn't like people who were so hesitant. Since he had decided, he would do it. This was his style!
Because in my dictionary, there will never be the word failure!
Ye Han controlled the mouse and gradually perfected the appearance of 2233's mother. The clothes were naturally a Chinese style qipao, and the concept of blue and white porcelain was introduced. The two complemented each other, and the beauty of the Chinese style seemed to hit him.
Han Mengling, who was standing at the side, also widened her eyes. She used to study art, but Ye Han's painting had really amazed her.
The two cute girls were vividly drawn by him. They were wearing blue and white porcelain cheongsams. One of them looked slightly older and had dark blue shoulder-length hair. The younger one had a light blue side ponytail. Her expression was a little cold compared to the older sister, but the common point between the two was that they both had a strand of hair on their heads.
Looking down, the two of them were wearing white lace stockings and crystal blue high heels. Beautiful, cute, dignified... and many other compliments seemed to exist on the two girls.
The background was a stone bridge. A ray of sunlight shone through the dark clouds that looked like small televisions on both sides and happened to shine on the two girls. At this moment, it was as if the entire world's attention was focused on them!
"Phew, it's done!"
Ye Han looked at his completed work and nodded his head in satisfaction. At the same time, he opened a document and started to type in the character settings of the two of them. Because not only the image, but also the character of 2233 was very important.
"Not good, I'm going to cook!"
Han Mengling, who had just reacted, quickly walked downstairs. She was so engrossed in the painting that she forgot the time.
At this moment, Ye Fan, who was driving home, received a call.
"Ye Dong, it's already been settled. Those six people definitely won't be able to come out for decades.”
A man said respectfully.
"Got it."
Ye Fan hung up the phone with a cold face. How dare you kidnap my son? You have to be prepared to accept the consequences.
"However, since when did he become so good at fighting? He actually won against six people alone. This brat's skills are quite good.”
Thinking of this, Ye Fan could not help but smile slightly. It was as if the expression just now had never appeared on his face.
"Ye Han, come down and eat!"
"Hey, I'll be right there!"
Ye Han, who was halfway through the philosophy video, heard Han Mengling shouting downstairs. He quickly took off his headphones, saved the video, and left the room.
"Looks like I came back at the right time.”
Ye Fan walked in and looked at the food on the table. He hung his coat on the hanger at the side.
"Okay, go wash your hands and get ready to eat.”
Han Mengling brought the last dish to the dining table and then went back to the kitchen. She had to clean up the kitchen every time she was done.
"Why do I feel like you got off work later than usual today?”
Ye Han went down the stairs and saw Ye Fan washing his hands, so he asked.
"Yes, it's indeed a little late. I took care of some things. You stayed up all night last night.”
Ye Fan asked Ye Han who came to his side. This son of his was more resistant than him. He stayed up all night as if he hadn't stayed up all night. He looked quite energetic.
"It's alright. I should be sleeping early today.”Ye Han washed his hands and frowned as he looked at Ye Fan's body,""Dad, did you hurt your waist before?”
Ye Fan was surprised when he heard that,"How did you know?"”
"I can tell. Come to my room after dinner. I'll give you a massage.”
After Ye Han finished speaking, he ignored Ye Fan's surprised expression and sat on the chair beside the dining table. If he wasn't afraid that Ye Fan would be suspicious, he could even use acupuncture to treat it in one go. Although the effect would be relatively worse if he used massage, there was an excuse to explain it. As for the deeper medical knowledge, he could only reveal it bit by bit in the future.
"Mengling, just now, my son said that he wanted to give me a massage. He could tell at a glance that my waist was injured. Did you tell him?”
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