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While seriously painting, Shen Chuwei suddenly heard a clear and cold voice. Despite the pleasant sound, she was startled.

When she lifted her head, she saw a face strikingly beautiful and ethereal. His cool eyes seemed to carry an inconspicuous gentleness when looking at her.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she stood up with a smile, "Dad, you’re back."

Jun Moqing nodded, "Hmm, I didn’t realize that aside from being serious about food, you’re also this dedicated to painting."

Shen Chuwei felt somewhat embarrassed, "I’m just painting for fun."

Jun Moqing said, "Let me have a look."

After thinking for just a moment, Shen Chuwei handed her sketchpad to the National Master, "It’s not finished yet."

Jun Moqing took the sketchpad, his gaze falling on the figure in the painting. The impression was completely different when viewed from afar and now, up close.

In the painting, it was his side profile, lifelike in features, wearing his usual set of blue and white clothes. He was handing a candied haw to a gluttonous little girl, whose smile was particularly sweet.

Both his calm, cool demeanor and the girl’s youthful innocence were captured exquisitely.

Shen Chuwei stared at the National Master curiously, "Dad, how do you know this is a sketch?"

"I’ve seen it, so naturally, I know," Jun Moqing continued looking at the painting. This was the second time his daughter had drawn both him and herself, and the improvement from before was not just slight. The only constant was that he was always buying her candied haws to eat.

Shen Chuwei pressed on, "Where have you seen it? Do we have it here?"

Jun Moqing looked at his daughter, who stared back at him full of curiosity, "Do you think we have it here?"

Shen Chuwei shook her head, "I haven’t seen it, and neither has Jinyan."

Sketching originated from Europe and was later introduced to Huaxia.

Sketch drawing was not present in the ancient times.

"Father."

Jun Wuxian strode over.

Xun Qingqing followed him at a leisurely pace, sneaking a glance at her future father-in-law. If Shen Chuwei wasn’t standing with only one man beside her, she truly would not believe such a handsome and young man could be her future father-in-law.

Shen Chuwei had not deceived her; her future father-in-law really was super handsome and super young.

Jun Moqing looked up to see Jun Wuxian, "You’re back as well."

"Hearing news about Xiaojiu, I rushed back," said Jun Wuxian, then turned his head toward Xun Qingqing, taking her hand and leading her forward.

"Father, this is my fiancée, Xun Qingqing."

Xun Qingqing, already shy, felt even more embarrassed in front of her super handsome and super young father-in-law.

She didn’t even dare to lift her head, "Greetings, uncle."

Upon hearing he had a daughter-in-law, Jun Moqing looked at the girl beside Jun Wuxian and seeing her head always bowed, asked Jun Wuxian, "What’s wrong with her?"

Jun Wuxian glanced down at Xun Qingqing and, seeing her flushed cheeks, said with a laugh, "Father, she’s just shy."

Xun Qingqing pinched Jun Wuxian’s palm, indeed feeling embarrassed, and it was even more awkward to say it out loud.

Jun Wuxian, sensing Xun Qingqing’s subtle gesture, smiled and said, "Qingqing, let my father have a good look at his daughter-in-law."

Xun Qingqing wasn’t just too shy to lift her head. Another reason was her own face, where the effects of the ointment she applied just two days ago were not yet obvious.

Being seen by her future father-in-law with a marred face was somewhat mortifying.

She pursed her lips and slowly raised her head to look at her future father-in-law, and once again she was astounded by the breathtakingly beautiful face before her.

Jun Moqing saw the scar on Xun Qingqing’s face and guessed why she had been keeping her head down. Without the scar, she was indeed a pretty girl.

"When do you plan to get married?"

Jun Wuxian replied, "Father, we plan to marry at the end of the year."

Jun Moqing said, "Hmm, you’re not young anymore. It’s time to settle down and not let the girl wait."

Jun Wuxian nodded and responded, "Don’t worry, father, I will treat her well."

Xun Qingqing had been nervously holding Jun Wuxian’s hand, thinking her future father-in-law might say something critical. But he didn’t say anything of that sort. Instead, he entrusted Jun Wuxian to treat her well.

They were all right; her future father-in-law was not a nitpicky person and was easy to get along with.

Now that she was really interacting with him, her once tense feelings gradually relaxed.

At this moment, Xiao Jinyan also came over, standing beside Shen Chuwei, and greeted his future father-in-law, "Greetings, National Master."

Jun Moqing glanced at Xiao Jinyan, then shifted his gaze back to the painting in his hands.

Shen Chuwei still wondered why the National Master knew about sketching. She tugged at his sleeve.

Sensing her, Jun Moqing looked down at his daughter and asked gently, "What’s wrong?"