Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Chapter 2090 - 484: You’re Not Perfect Because of Me [Climax Subscription Request]

Soft yellow sand on the beach.Actually, Mu Wan finished it in 5 minutes rather than the said 10 minutes.

Because she’s been sketching Qin Mu for many years.

It’s engraved in her heart, no longer just a work of hands but of her inner feelings.

Mu Wan’s heart fluttered slightly...

Even after finishing, she still wanted to spend the remaining five minutes quietly gazing at the man.

Mu Wan tightly clenched her small hand, gazing at the man stepping on the waves in the distance, a smile on her lips.

Just watching Qin Mu makes her feel happy...

So happy it’s beyond words.

Mu Wan’s lips curved upward, thinking... even if sitting here for a century, she would gladly do so.

Sometimes, Mu Wan felt a bit silly for being like this.

...

Qin Mu stepped on the waves, kicking up the fine sand, having long been the leading man in Mu Wan’s sketches, he was now able to pose himself.

Watching the woman seriously sketch or gaze attentively at him, Qin Mu’s lips curled into a smile.

"Is it done?"

He very much liked the woman’s attention centered on him.

"Not yet ten minutes, two more... give me two more minutes."

"Okay."

Qin Mu didn’t realize Mu Wan wished for two extra minutes to properly look at him.

Using all her strength for the rest of her life to watch him...

It’s wonderful.

Qin Mu’s dark eyes flickered as he saw the woman’s emotion, a deep glow flashing across his eyes.

Mu Wan’s actions were really quite unusual.

Though she had been smiling widely these days, he understood she had concerns, deep ones.

Indeed, the child issue is a dead-end; it’s time he expedited the adoption process back home.

...

Time ticked by second by second.

In the last two minutes, Mu Wan did not move her paintbrush, just kept looking at Qin Mu, continuously gazing.

Realizing she might lose her composure if she continued, she slowly put away her paintbrush after a long while, forcing the moisture from her eyes away, and spoke hoarsely.

"It’s finished, come take a look."

"Alright..."

Qin Mu walked briskly across the fine sand toward Mu Wan, his long figure coming to her with large strides, his eyes brightening upon seeing the drawing.

For character sketches, the artist needs to be meticulous enough to vividly capture the essence of the person.

For the seascape and sunset behind the person, a broader perspective is often needed.

Mu Wan perfectly integrated both, and on top of that, the woman embellished the artwork with fireworks using her imagination.

Overall, it’s very impressive...

Qin Mu felt the word "beautiful" didn’t quite suffice.

"How does it look?"

The sea breeze blew, and the woman’s long hair fluttered, Mu Wan looked at the man expectantly, waiting for Qin Mu’s evaluation.

"Hmm, it’s good, wife painted the most beautifully, but mainly because of the leading man."

"You’re being cheeky."

Though praising came easily for Qin Mu, Mu Wan’s lips still curved upward from his compliment.

"But why did you paint fireworks?"

Qin Mu slightly furrowed his dark eyes; connecting the seascape with fireworks really seemed a bit odd.

Mu Wan: "..."

Hearing the man’s curious words, how could she tell him that she adorned it with fireworks because she felt they symbolized being alongside him?

Wanting to become a fleeting spark in his life.

Mu Wan forced a slight smile, softly saying: "Isn’t it New Year’s? There should be some festive atmosphere, we just set off fireworks at home."

Mu Wan sidestepped the deeper meaning, avoiding Qin Mu’s profound gaze.

Her thoughts were shallow, and she wasn’t good at lying.

She was worried the man might notice something...

"Hmm."

Qin Mu raised the corners of his lips, speaking proactively: "I’ll take this artwork as a New Year’s gift, and give you a big red envelope later."

"No, no... the money is with the wife, no red envelope can be given, so the wife should give me one."

Mu Wan: "..."

Who would be so forward like this?

Although Qin Mu hadn’t asked for Mu Wan’s permission, he carefully stored the painting away.

"Alright, alright, it’s all yours, okay?"

"Hmm, the most desired gift is you."

Qin Mu carefully stowed the painting, and with a lift of his hand, pulled the woman into his embrace, running toward the center of the sea.

Mu Wan instinctively tightened her arms around Qin Mu’s neck due to unsteady footing, not daring to loosen her grip at all.