The little one felt a wave of disappointment, "My mom said I'm not cut out for drawing, so she won't let me learn."
Xiang Wan couldn't quite grasp what Han Shuyan was thinking. Han Shuyan wasn't short of money. Even without considering her current salary from the dessert shop, given her reputation as a top dessert chef, she should be in a good financial situation.
After some thought, she suggested, "Why don't you have a heart-to-heart talk with your mom? Maybe she'll agree then?"
As they were talking, Han Shuyan came out of the back room, "Ali, what are you up to?"
The little one pointed at Xiang Wan with a sweet smile, "I'm chatting with Sister, she knows how to draw."
Han Shuyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't bother Sister, go and draw over there."
Xiang Wan quickly said, "It's fine, let her stay here and play. By the way, why don't you enroll her in a class? It's rare for her to have an interest; you should support it."
