In the oil painting is a little girl in a dress.

He looks like he is only six or seven years old.

"Hey? This is when you were a child?" Kim Ping An walked to the oil painting and gently stroked the photo frame.

"Is there any problem?" Fang Xinlei looked at Kim Ping'an coldly.

"No! No!"

Kim Ping An said with a wry smile: "I'm just a little surprised. After all, others use cameras to take photos of their childhood. I didn't expect your home to use oil paintings."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around Fang Xinlei condensed.

Hearing Kim Ping An say this, her mood suddenly became depressed: "This painting...was drawn by my father."

"Doctor Fang painted it? He can even draw oil paintings?"

Kim Ping An asked in surprise.

"Well, painting oil painting is his only hobby, but he has never painted it again since I had an accident..."

Fang Xinlei's palms tightened the crutch: "But over the years, I have never cared about this."

In order to protect himself, his mother also suffered from disability in her calf.

After the car accident, Fang Xinlei began to close her heart and pretended to be strong to support her broken heart.

On the surface, you would think she is very strong, but after spending a while, you will find that it is just a disguised power.

Deep down in Fang Xinlei's heart, she was still the little girl who had not grown up...

She was afraid of getting along with others, so she wrapped herself in a thorny shell.

She was afraid of others' ridicule, so she had to do everything herself, even if she spent several times of effort.

However, after being opened by Kim Ping'an, Fang Xinlei realized that her father was also very sad.

After the car accident, he never picked up a paintbrush again, and even locked the studio.

As if he felt the sadness coming from Fang Xinlei, Kim Ping An walked gently to the girl and patted her head.

It took them a while before they realized that Ai Liang was still here.

It’s a pity that Ai Liang didn’t care about the interaction between the two from beginning to end, and he stared at the oil painting without blinking at all.

The relevant knowledge in the memory bank began to emerge from my mind.

Before the two of them could get a distance, Ai Liang said, "Your father has a very high level of painting. You should have experienced systematic learning, right?"

Fang Xinlei quietly breathed and explained: "My father originally studied art, but later he took the initiative to transfer to the medical department to pursue my mother."

Kim Ping An took a breath of heat: "Transfer from art to medicine? Hiss... This is too cruel."

It is difficult for an art student to transfer to the medical department, and everyone understands it without explanation.

I can only say that the power of love is really awesome.

Of course, if you are not a genius, I will not take the blame for this.

When Ai Liang was about to continue talking nonsense about oil paintings, a sound of the key opening suddenly came from the door.

"Xiao Lei? You're..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Donghai was stunned.

By adjusting the visible distance of the eyeball, Ai Liang clearly saw a trace of shock and anger flashing in Fang Donghai's eyes.

His eyes stared at the hand that Kim Ping An placed above his daughter's head: "How did you come in!"

Fang Xinlei called out, "Dad! Ping... Jin Ping'an came to visit me by the way. By the way, the person on the sofa is also my classmate. His name is Ai Liang. The teacher asked him to come and deliver lesson plans to me."

In order to help Kim Ping'an attract firepower, Fang Xinlei turned to introduce Ai Liang.

With outsiders present, even if Fang Donghai wants to get angry, he has to worry about his daughter's face in front of his classmates.

Fang Xinlei was affected by her physical condition and it was difficult for her to integrate into the class.

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If a quarrel at home spreads, it will be even more difficult to integrate into the collective.

So Fang Donghai suddenly stopped the engine.

And Kim Ping An is also in a very embarrassing place.

Although I promised to take care of other people's daughter, I took care of it all at home, which was obviously a bit inappropriate.

Kim Ping'an took his hand back in a panic: "Doctor Fang, long time no see, hahaha..."

Ai Liang also took the opportunity to get up and greet him: "Hello, Uncle Fang."

Since Fang Donghai is back, there is no need for him to stay any longer.

Ai Liang was about to say goodbye, but someone was even more anxious than him.

"Since you are back, I should go back. There is still something to do with the police force. Goodbye..."

Kim Ping An immediately fled and prepared to escape from the scene.

"stop!"

Fang Donghai subconsciously said Li He.

Fang Xinlei was very dissatisfied with her father's attitude: "Dad! Why are you calling so loud?"

Hearing Fang Xinlei's words to protect her, Fang Donghai's body stiffened and his fists clenched.

In the end, he let go of his hands and apologized: "Sorry, I just had a brain surgery and my nerves were a little tight and I haven't recovered yet."

Fang Donghai took two deep breaths and slowly calmed down his restlessness.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's getting late. Thank you for your hard work when you travel far away. How about having a meal together later?"

This is not only said to Kim Ping'an, but also to Ai Liang.

Ai Liang was about to refuse, but as a thug, Kim Ping An, spoke first: "Ai Liang and I are very idle now, so it's okay to eat, but little... I mean Fang Xinlei's health is okay?"

Didn’t you just say that there is something wrong with the police force? It’s all right in the blink of an eye? Are you also Schrödinger’s heir?

Ai Liang looked at Jin Ping'an speechlessly.

Fang Xinlei also gave Kim Ping'an a blank look: "My fever subsided yesterday. I just stayed at home for a few days."

Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Fang Donghai waved his hand: "Since that's the case, then let's go now, it's still late."

Ai Liang glanced at the three people in the living room.

What about my opinion?

……………………

In the end, Ailiang did not choose to leave, but followed the three of them to the private room in a private restaurant.

When he entered the private room, Fang Xinlei pushed the menu aside, without any intention of ordering dishes on his own initiative.

Fang Donghai picked up the menu and selected a few main dishes, then pushed the menu to the opposite side: "If you have anything you want to eat, just order it. You don't have to be polite. If you don't have anything to eat, I'll just add a few more."

Fang Donghai pushed the menu to Ai Liang first, which was clearly inconsistent with Kim Ping'an.

Ai Liang took the menu and glanced at the back of the dish name, then looked up at Fang Donghai, who smiled gently at Ai Liang.

Ai Liang turned around and pushed the menu to Kim Ping'an: "I have nothing to add, I'll leave it to you."

"Student Ailiang, you have to be welcome..."

"I'm not polite, but there's really nothing to add."

Ai Liang still said something as always, without any scruples.

Fang Donghai pushed his glasses: "That's OK."

Kim Ping An also glanced at the menu that took over.

He didn't think much about it, and put a hook on the back of the fish-flavored shredded pork, then pushed the menu back.
Chapter completed!