I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

After a painting competition, the faces of the fathers were not very good-looking.

If it weren't for the presence of outsiders, the location is not right now, otherwise they would have started beating people like before.

On the other side, the person in charge didn't seem to give up, and carefully looked at Xiao Luli's painting again, trying to find traces of being influenced by the "painting master", but after only two glances, he seemed to be As if his eyes had been stabbed, he averted his eyes in pain, then picked up another child's painting and gave him the first place.

The prizes for the first place are the same as the previous prizes of the Maritime Museum. They are all exquisite picture albums, but the previous marine life has become countless works of art.

Xiao Luli looked at her own painting, then at the painting of the first place, and said to Lu Junhan next to her in a low voice:

"Father, why do I feel that others draw better than him?"

Lu Junhan raised his eyes from the phone lightly: "Who gave you the confidence?"

Xiao Luli looked at the person in the painting, and the little Naiyin muttered: "It's just beautiful..."

The little girl thought for a while, and then said, "Dad, don't you think you are not good-looking?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

At this time, saying it was good-looking, against his aesthetics, saying it was not good-looking, and scolding himself in a disguised form, no matter what he said, it was not the best answer, so in the end, Lu Junhan directly gave her a note: "Shut up!"

Little Luli: "..."

So, does Dad think he is good-looking?

...

After visiting the museum, the sunset on the top of the mountain, the originally blue sky in the daytime, is now covered with a large sunset glow.

The one-day spring outing just passed away.

When they came, the four little guys were chattering endlessly in the car, very energetic, but when they went back, they all leaned on their father, drowsy.

Fortunately, this spring outing has been fruitful.

Not only did they return with a full load, and robbed the big and small bags of dolls, but the little girl also got the paintings she drew for her father.

The person in charge wished that they would take back their paintings.

So, when Xiao Luli proposed that she wanted to take her father back to show to her aunt and aunt, the person in charge resisted Lu Junhan's cold gaze as if he was about to kill someone, and agreed without saying a word.

So, after returning to Lu's house at night, little Lu Li took the painting and walked into the living room in a dizzy manner.

Not only Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong were there, but also Lu Anran and Yu Zheng, who had always been lethargic, had very irregular work and rest schedules, and had been nestling in their rooms raising their babies and rarely seen people, were also in the living room.

Lu Qidong was discussing cooperation with Yu Zheng, while Song Qingwan and Lu Anran were watching the TV series intently.

"Auntie, Grandpa, look at the dad I drew! Isn't it super cute!"

The little girl ran in from the outside, but she was picked up by the father behind her before she ran a few steps. Lu Jun said with a cold face, "Draw it for me."

"No," the little girl was smart now, she hid the painting behind her back: "Auntie and the others haven't read it yet!"

Lu Jun gave her a cold look and narrowed his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

The little girl was very arrogant, and snorted, "Dad, you don't dare! If you hit someone, aunts, grandpas and others will beat you, beat you to death!"

Lu Junhan raised his hand and gave her a head: "Really?"

Little Luli: "..."

Just like that, Song Qingwan and the others saw everything they should see.

Song Qingwan looked at the painting and was startled: "Lili, who do you think you painted?"