Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 1070: Chapter 1058: Does Qiao Jing Have a Talent for Painting?

After leaving Zhan Yuanshan'’s place, Qiao Jing went to the room of the three little ones.

When she entered, the three little ones were gathered around the drawing table, painting.

They were painting very seriously and attentively, so much so that they didn’t even notice someone entering the

room.

Qiao Jing got closer and found that the three little ones were doing Chinese paintings, and they were quite good

at it too.

She smiled and praised them, "You three are amazing, these are really well done!"

Upon hearing her voice, the three little ones’ eyes lit up immediately. They quickly put down their brushes and

rushed towards Qiao Jing.

Zhan Qiaomo hugged Qiao Jing’s leg, as usual turning into a little leg pendant, and said in a sweet voice, "Aunt

Jing, you're here! Mo Bao missed you so much!"

Zhan Qiaoze didn’t want to fall behind, hugging Qiao Jing’s other leg, looking up with his handsand cute

face, "Aunt Jing, | missed you too! | even dream about you!"

Zhan Qiaoyu quickly squeezed in front of Qiao Jing as well, holding her hand, and repeatedly said, "Aunt Jing, me

too!too! | think of you every day and | wanted to cfind you!"

Surrounded by the three little ones, Qiao Jing felt a warmth in her heart, and her smile deepened unconsciously.

She raised her hand and gently patted the three little ones’ heads, softly saying, "Aunt Jing missed you all too."

At this moment, Zhan Qiaomo poked his own soft little cheek with his small hand, acting cute, "Aunt Jing, Aunt

Jing, Mo Bao wants a kiss!"

Zhan Qiaoze, seeing this, immediately leaned his little face over, echoing, "Zebao too! Zebao wants two kisses!"

Zhan Qiaoyu quickly held up three fingers, "Then | want three!"

Qiao Jing was amused by the three little ones’ adorable actions.

She bent down slightly and gave each of their cheeks a quick kiss.

Receiving kisses, the three little ones grinned from ear to ear.

Qiao Jing glanced back at the drawing on the table and commented, "I didn’t expect you three to have such a

talent for painting at such a young age!"

The three little ones exchanged glances and then, with perfect coordination, pulled Qiao Jing closer to the

drawing table to show her their artwork.

Actually, they never cared to boast about what they could do, but every tin front of Aunt Jing, they couldn't

resist showing off and wanting to be praised!

Qiao Jing carefully examined the paintings they had made and sincerely praised, "These are really well done, the

composition is clever, and there's a lot of expression in them!"

Being praised, the three little ones were delighted, their little faces beaming with even brighter smiles.

Just then, Qiao Jing noticed a small flaw in the painting.

After checking it once more, she pointed out, "There’s a minor issue here."

Upon hearing this, the three little ones blinked their big eyes and asked in unison, "What issue?"

"Wait a minute."

Qiao Jing said, picking up a nearby brush and began to make adjustments to the painting.

The three little ones exchanged another glance.

Was Aunt Jing going to teach them how to paint?

They knew that the teacher who taught them was the famous Master of Chinese Painting, Han Zhiyu!

It was said that Master Han Zhiyu wanted to take their mommy as a disciple, but she refused.

Later, Master Han discovered their talent for painting and, during a visit, proposed to take them as disciples to

teach them Chinese painting.

At that moment, the three little ones were thinking the sthing.

Though Aunt Jing was incredible and talented in many areas, they had never heard she had experience with

Chinese painting.

Moreover, although they were only kids, their painting level had already surpassed sprofessional painters,

which even Master Han Zhiyu recognized!

Thinking of this, the three little ones exchanged glances.

No matter how Aunt Jing changes the painting, they would praise her for it!

The three little ones nodded at the stime, happily reaching this decision.

A moment later, Qiao Jing put down the brush and said, "Done."

Hearing this, the three little ones immediately leaned over to look.

They were about to start spouting the pre-prepared compliments as planned.

However, upon seeing the changes Qiao Jing made to the painting, the three little ones all showed expressions of

shock.

"Wow! As expected from Aunt Jing, these changes are incredible!"

"Aunt Jing is super awesome! It’s much better than before!"

"Aunt Jing, you're a hidden expert!"

The three little ones instantly transformed into a cheer squad, looking at Qiao Jing with admiration in their eyes.

Zhan Qiaoyu tilted his head slightly, blinking his bright eyes, saying somewhat unexpectedly, "Aunt Jing, you've

studied Chinese painting before?"

Qiao Jing lightly pressed her lips, deep in thought.

Due to her memory loss, she truly couldn't recall past events.

Just now, looking at the painting, she felt the three little ones did very well, but something was somewhat

lacking, so she instinctively added a few strokes to embellish it a bit.

With these embellishments, the overall effect looked much better than before.

Could it be that she had really studied Chinese painting before? Or had sexposure to it?

Just then, footsteps at the door suddenly pulled Qiao Jing’s thoughts back.

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