"This…" He Shihui was indeed at a loss for words, but she quickly found an excuse. "As a mother, I naturally think about my child a lot. Therefore, the oil painting shows the image of my child. It also represents a fantasy of humans when they were children. I think this child represents the thoughts I have in my head."
After she finished speaking, everyone could not help but nod.
It was Su Bei's turn.
With a confident smile on her face, Su Bei said, "Oh, then my thoughts are much simpler. This is what my friend's husband looked like when he was young. My friend gave me a photo and asked me to make a painting. It seems that Miss He and I are really telepathic. You said it's a fantasy of yours, yet you came up with a figure that looks exactly like my friend's husband."
"What…" He Shihui was really stunned!
