Chapter 134: 134 The person in the painting, a celestial from beyond the heavens (First update)

Song Shiqin pursed his lips and said nothing, his mind wholly focused on the chessboard.

Song Yuan sighed softly, his tone becoming somewhat gentler, "Your mother and I are not those kinds of people who care about family background, as long as the person has good character, that’s enough. If you happen to meet a girl you like, bring her back for your mother and me to see..."

Even if it was a guy he brought back, he’d accept him, but what was wrong with this kid, not getting it?

Could there really be a problem with him?

Song Yuan was inexplicably a bit anxious.

"Dad, these things can’t be rushed. I have my own sense of propriety," he said, slowly placing a chess piece on the board, asserting control over heaven and earth, "Dad, you can’t be distracted when playing chess, you’ve lost."

Song Yuan, annoyed, scrambled the chess pieces, "Let’s start over; this game doesn’t count."

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Elsewhere, Chu Jin noticed the sky changing and immediately took out the umbrella given to her by the old lady, removing the yellow paper that covered the outside of the umbrella to reveal a pure white underside.

The interweaving of white and red was particularly eye-catching.

This was a very classical oil-paper umbrella, with a red cord tied at the handle and a lush, dewy Jade Pendant hanging from it.

Chu Jin opened the umbrella unhurriedly, and bunches of deep red plum blossoms instantly bloomed upon it, as if red plums trodden in snow.

Especially eye-catching.

"Wow, Jin, this umbrella is so pretty, where did you buy it?" the little Lolita said, stars in her eyes.

Chu Jin bent down and handed the umbrella to the little Lolita, "Hold this; it’s about to rain."

No sooner had these words fallen than large drops of rain began to fall.

The dog quickly ran under the table to take shelter.

"Jin, let’s hold it together," the little Lolita said on tiptoe, raising the umbrella high, but despite her efforts, it was still not quite tall enough to reach Chu Jin’s head.

Chu Jin bent down and pinched the little Lolita’s cheeks, "Alright, let’s share it."

Chu Jin picked up the little Lolita and sat down on a chair, with the Lolita sitting on her lap holding the umbrella.

An adult and a child, their interaction was extraordinarily harmonious.

One had picturesque brows and jade-like complexion, the other soft, cute, and innocently naive.

They seemed like figures from a painting, as ethereal as celestial beings.

They were incredibly eye-catching, and the scene was pleasing to the eye.

The bustling traffic and the glitz of the city lights had turned into a backdrop.

The dog lay under the table, its head resting on its fluffy paws, occasionally whimpering as it gazed at the two, looking adorably foolish.

"Jin," the little Lolita, while playing with the Jade Pendant on the handle of the umbrella, asked, "Wouldn’t it be nice for me to be your mommy? Why did you refuse me?"

At this, the little Lolita still felt somewhat disheartened.

Her daddy was so handsome, so excellent, how could Jin not be impressed?

Jin wasn’t blind!

"Hmm, didn’t Jin tell you? Jin already has a fiancé,"

"But my daddy is really handsome, and he would definitely beat your fiancé by a few blocks. Jin, don’t you know ’a good bird chooses a tree to nest in’?" she persisted unyieldingly.

Chu Jin teased, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, quite the phrase coming from Peng, knowing ’a good bird chooses a tree to nest in’?"

"That’s right," the little Lolita raised her proud little head high, "I know a lot..."

Chu Jin rested her chin on the little Lolita’s head, looking forward.

How long this rain would last, there was no telling.

Unexpectedly, the prediction of that old lady had come true.

The rain poured down incessantly, with even a gust of wind that sent the big raindrops crashing onto the umbrella, but not a spot of water touched their clothes.

The concrete below them remained dry.

"The rain is coming down so hard!" A sharp, thin female voice suddenly filled the air, as if squeezed out from clenched vocal cords, "Hey, little girl, with such heavy rain, why don’t you come inside and take shelter?"

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