A big hand pressed on her shoulders and gave her a massage.
Bai Qingqing turned her head to look at the hand, smiling as she said, "Winston, you're back."
"You've been painting for the whole day again? Don't be so hard on yourself." Winston carried An'an with one hand while massaging Bai Qingqing's shoulder with the other, his deep voice showing strong concern. If it wasn't the case where he was even more focused when on his job compared to her, his words would sound more persuasive.
Bai Qingqing smiled, moving her body while standing up. Only then did she notice that Curtis, Parker, and Muir were all around. The children were also playing in the courtyard nearby, and it looked very lively with the courtyard filled with people.
"Everyone's here." Bai Qingqing smiled as she walked over to her drawing, making a displaying gesture. "What do you guys think of this painting?"
