He was hung up after calling twice, so he changed his number and called Wu Xiaofei. He knew that every time his daughter had a quarrel with him, he would often look for Wu Xiaofei.

But after the phone was connected, he realized that Zhao Rui had not gone to find Wu Xiaofei.

"I haven't looked for Xiao Fei, have you gone to find a classmate?"

Thinking of this, he was anxious and called his daughter again.

Seeing that the phone rang again, Zhou Chen said, "Check it, your dad must be very worried about you."

Zhao Rui's expression was entangled. She knew that Zhou Chen was right. She and her father depended on each other for life. Her father must be anxious, but when she thought of not giving her a concert, her little temper came back. She picked up her phone and still didn't choose to answer.

Zhou Chen knew that the little girl of this age was the most awkward. She was very good when she had a good temper and was very stubborn when she had a quarrel.

"I'll pick it up."

So he took the phone from Zhao Rui's hand, but Zhao Rui didn't stop him and pretended to be careless.

As soon as Zhou Chen answered the phone, he heard an anxious inquiry coming from his cell phone.

"Ruirui, where have you been? Why don't you answer your father's call and still be angry with him?"

"Zhao Xing, I am Zhou Chen, Ruirui is at my house now."

Zhao Hui felt nervous when he heard Zhou Chen's voice, but he quickly calmed down.

"Zhou Chen? You said Ruirui was there, and she went to find you?"

"Yes, she's here to play with Yuanyuan."

"Which building do you live in?"

“Block 8 701.”

"I'll go there now."

Zhou Chen opened the hands-free one, so Zhao Rui heard the conversation, but she pretended not to care at all and continued to draw there.

Zhou Chen did not expose her, but just smiled and continued to teach her how to paint.

Zhao Hui came very quickly. About ten minutes later, he heard the doorbell ringing and came upstairs in a short while.

Seeing Zhou Chen open the door, he asked anxiously: "Where is Ruirui?"

"Drawing in the house."

Zhao Hui was so anxious that he didn't bother to say anything to Zhou Chen, so he walked into the house and saw Zhao Rui who was painting seriously in one of the bedrooms.

"Rurui."

Zhao Rui just looked up at him, then turned her head and continued to draw.

When Zhao Hui saw that his daughter was fine, he felt relieved. After breathing a sigh of relief, he realized and looked at Zhou Chen beside him.

"Sorry, my daughter has caused you trouble."

Zhou Chen said: "No, Ruirui is very obedient and helps me walk the dog. She said she likes to draw, and I also happen to know how to draw, so I taught her to draw in the afternoon. Ruirui is quite talented in painting."

When Zhao Hui heard this, he looked surprised: "You can draw, too?"

His daughter likes to draw, of course he knows, but Zhou Chen, a young man who works in a bank, can even draw and teach his daughter, which surprised him.

"After learning a little, it's considered talented, and it shouldn't be worse than those majors." Zhou Chen said confidently.

"Is that really talented."
Chapter completed!