The President’s Five Children

Anna suspiciously walked up and poked him with her elbow, “What’s wrong with you, you find Mordecai and Enoch’s drawings unattractive and dislike them?”

“It’s not like every child is suited for drawing, I have nothing to dislike.” Cedron replied.

Children should be taught according to their abilities.

Then Anna was even more puzzled, “But I see you frowning.”

It is clear that you are pondering something difficult.

Cedron explains, “I was just thinking, I didn’t hire an art teacher for them, where did this art teacher come from?”

Anna froze at this statement as well.

Yes, they had only hired a home teacher for the main subject for all three children, where did the art teacher come from.

Just as she was wondering, Mrs. Robertson had come downstairs from her shower and change of clothes and gave the answer.

“I got her.” Mrs. Robertson replied, “Two days ago, the math teacher had something to do and asked her own student to take over the class, and that student discovered Amad’s talent for drawing, and I saw that she graduated from the art academy and taught well, so she stayed.”

In fact, the art class was mainly for Amad, but the two older brothers were sister controllers and had to follow and protect their sister at all times, so they took the class together as well.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Robertson paused again, “I know it might not be good to go out, but art means going out and picking up more ideas, I’m following along, and I even brought a bodyguard, so it’ll be fine.”

Looking at Mrs. Robertson’s anxious explanation, Anna couldn’t help it.

Thinking about it again, Williams has been restricted from entering and leaving the country, and Mrs. Robertson has a bodyguard with her, so she thinks nothing will happen to her.

She then opened her mouth and said, “Mom, I don’t have any other intention, Amad likes to paint, of course I also support it, it’s just that you’re old, I’m afraid that if you keep following it, your body won’t be able to cope with it.”

If you’re going to pick up the wind, you have to go to a place where there is wind, right?

It’s always about going up the mountain and down the river.

Anna thought, or find two bodyguards or something to follow.

Mrs. Robertson was anxious, “I’m really fine, I like to accompany a few of them to go, if you let me stay at home by myself, I’ll be worried and feel meaningless.”

“Go if you like,” Cedron made the decision, “take an extra bodyguard with you, and if you can’t walk, let the bodyguard carry you.”

Now Mrs. Robertson was happy, “That’s fine.”

“Also, I’d like to meet this art teacher and treat her to dinner to thank her for unlocking Amad’s potential.” Cedron continued.

Mrs. Robertson was thinking the same thing.

The two of them hit it off and made a date to have the art teacher over for dinner tomorrow.

After all, it was a thank you, and Mrs. Robertson took it seriously.

She woke up early in the morning and started to prepare the recipe, and dragged Anna to the seafood market to buy a lot of imported seafood.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

She couldn’t bear the thought of Anna’s hard work, so she carried it herself and walked outside, chatting with Anna on the other side.

Waiting to go back to the old mansion, only to find that the art teacher has actually already arrived, is standing in the doorway in a rushed manner, holding two huge fruit baskets in his hands.

Looking at the pile of dust at the entrance walking all over the footprints, he had probably been wandering around for a long time.

“Mr. Lin, why don’t you go in when you’re here, what are you doing standing in the doorway?” Mrs. Robertson asked as she walked up.

The art teacher turned her head, her tender face with a few moments of urgency, “My teacher said that it’s better to be early than late, but it turned out that I came only to realize that it’s really too early to be good.”

Said, and hurriedly handed the fruit basket, “Mrs. Robertson, I came in a hurry, and did not know what to prepare, this please take it!”