Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Kiki didn’t know what to say. She was afraid of being rejected. She didn’t dare to look at Vincent. So she turned around and looked at Collin. But there was only a little space on the table. Emily had noticed her. As long as she spoke, everyone at the table could hear her. But before she could say anything, Collin asked, “Do you want to draw them? Or do you want to take pictures of them?”

Kiki blushed, “I want to draw them.”

Then she looked at Emily in a hopeful manner and asked, “Is, is that okay?”

When Emily met Collin and Kiki at the art gallery, she had guessed that Kiki was an art student. After hearing what Kiki said, Emily knew what she was capable of. She asked, “Do you have any original artworks?”

Kiki nodded, “Yes.” Then, she took out her phone and opened the photo album. She clicked on the album of art assignments. Then she showed Emily her phone with both her hands, looking like a maid who was handing tea to the Empress in ancient times.

Kiki graduated from a traditional art school. The traces of imitation on her paintings were noticeable. But Emily could see she was professional. Emily could see Kiki was better than herself and that she might have received professional guidance. That was why the lines on her paintings looked smooth.

Emily rarely drew pencil paintings. She didn’t receive traditional art education, so she was not good at pencil paintings. She avoided it as much as possible. And she integrated the things that her three grandfathers had taught her in that month and used them in colorful paintings.

In terms of the techniques, Kiki did better than her.

She just wondered why this girl would suddenly want to draw them.

“Why?” Emily returned the phone.

Kiki respectfully took it back and said bashfully, “I don’t know. I just suddenly have an impulse to draw you. I feel that you are different from what was posted online. I want to tell everyone that you look like this in my eyes.”

“Isn’t taking pictures faster?” Emily asked.

Kiki froze for a moment. Then she patted her head. “Yes, but … but I feel that paintings are different from photos. It doesn’t have the same meaning as what I want to express. It’s…”

She stuttered, not knowing how to explain herself. She just wanted to paint them.

Emily smiled, “Alright, you can draw us.”

Although she knew Vincent was a tender person, when Kiki looked him

carefully asked, “I want to draw both

was like she was looking at a living model, so every movement and expression of

bring the girls to have a meal with Vincent.

the brown sugar drink she had just brewed and said, “Alright, draw

she smiled

so pretty when you smile.” It

She thought, ‘buying it?’

is going to

to Collin and Kiki, “I’m afraid we

up and somehow bowed to her. She did not even realize why she did this. She looked out of the window and watched the

and said,

quickly took out her wallet and said, “I’ll pay

and said, “Miss Emily has already paid for

realizing that Emily

But why?

from her wallet and handed

should give him more.

at Vincent and said, “What did you buy? Why

the eyes,

Rex didn’t say anything.

you say that?

for dinner. Don’t

suggested, “From now on, I will only

agreed, “Alright, this could save a