Li Qingfeng took the photo and went to Qianlin Road, Villa No. 18 as soon as possible.

This photo is very satisfying, and it is still up to Liu Qingyue to decide.

In front of the villa, Li Qingfeng rang the doorbell.

An aunt opened the door, looked at Li Qingfeng, and said lightly: "Come in."

"Thank you, aunt." Li Qingfeng called politely and walked in.

A middle-aged man sat in the hall with a sad face and a haggard expression.

"Mr. He." Li Qingfeng walked over and whispered.

This is Liu Qingyue’s husband, He Chengtian.

"It's you." He Chengtian glanced at him and said lightly: "It's so late, has it been drawn?"

"I have a photo here. Although it may be synthetic, I think it meets the requirements. You can take a look first."

Li Qingfeng took out the photo from his bag and handed it over.

The composite photo cannot be deceived by He Chengtian, and he dare not deceive him.

This rich man who was shaking his feet and Jiang Cheng was trembling. It would be no benefit to deceive him.

“Synthesized photos?”

He Chengtian frowned and his voice became a little cold: "What I want is painting. If it is synthesized, what will I do with you?"

"Mr. He, take a look first. Only when we are satisfied can we paint." Li Qingfeng said helplessly.

After so many paintings were drawn, none of them were satisfied. They were also desperate.

If it weren't for doing so much in the early stage, this person would be the one who could not afford to offend him again, Li Qingfeng really wanted to give up.

"A synthetic photo, what's the matter..." He Chengtian snorted coldly, glanced at it, and swallowed the words below, and his body was as if struck by lightning, and he stood up: "Where did you come from this photo?"

Li Qingfeng was stunned: "Mr. He, are you satisfied with this photo?"

"I'll ask you, where did this photo come from?!" He Chengtian grabbed the photo directly and stared at him and said, "Tell me, where did it come from?"

"My wife's younger brother, He Fan, I asked him to look for similar children before."

Li Qingfeng did not hide it, and did not forget to add: "If you are not satisfied, please don't be angry. Xiaofan just wants to help me."

He couldn't figure out He Chengtian's temper, but he only knew that this person was furious and he couldn't bear it.

He Fan can't afford it even more!

"He Fan? You said, his name is He Fan?" He Chengtian's body shook, his eyes shone with a terrifying light, and he said in disbelief: "His name is He Fan?"

"Yes." Li Qingfeng nodded with his teeth and nodded.

What's wrong with calling He Fan?

"Sister Li, I promised him the money. Now I will transfer it to him and add another 100,000!"

He Chengtian looked at his aunt and returned to Li Qingfeng: "Please tell me where He Fan lives. I am very satisfied with this photo. I want to thank him in person."

"It's my neighbor." Li Qingfeng said.

This matter cannot be hidden from He Chengtian. Moreover, if you add 100,000 yuan, it seems that He Chengtian is really satisfied.

If He Fan can get in touch with He Chengtian, he doesn’t have to take an adult university, and he has a good future in the future.

As for He Fan asking Zhang Wenwen to do business, he had known it a long time ago, but he didn't point it out.

"You wait here for a while, and I'll go see my wife."

After He Chengtian finished speaking, he got up and went to the second floor.

In the second floor bedroom, Liu Qingyuan sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, with red and swollen eyes.

After so long, she has not yet come out of the pain of losing her son.

Both of them are not young, and they are nearly forty years old and have He Wenchao almost spoiled to their core.

Liu Qingyue even gave all her love to the child, but the child was gone!

This blow was too big, so big that she couldn't bear it.

"Qingyue."

He Chengtian walked in and looked at his wife, feeling ache.

Liu Qingyue seemed to have not heard it, and she was still sitting there blankly.

"Look, I found it." He Chengtian handed over the photo: "Look, is this Xiao Chao in your dream?"

"Xiao Chao?" When Liu Qingyue heard her son's name, she fluctuated her eyes and looked at the photo. She immediately took the photo excitedly: "Yes, yes, that's it. There is also school. Xiao Chao told me that he is going to school here."

"Not only Xiaochao, but also He Fan, who you said, learned with him." He Chengtiandao.

"He Fan?" Liu Qingyue was stunned and looked at He Chengtian: "Are there any photos of He Fan?"

"Li Qingfeng's neighbor is also his wife's younger brother, and this photo was taken from him." He Chengtiandao.

"Photo, He Fan..."

Liu Qingyue was in a daze and then stood up from the bed excitedly: "I want to see him, he must have seen Xiaochao."

She remembered that dream, and Xiaochao told him that He Fan gave him the time of the dream order to send him the dream order.

"Calm down first. Li Qingfeng said that this photo was synthesized and I'll let someone test it. Now we'll see He Fan."

He Chengtian supported her and said, "You can change your clothes and adjust your emotions. This is not suitable for meeting guests. Li Qingfeng is still waiting below."

"Okay." Liu Qingyue nodded, it was indeed not suitable for meeting guests.

If this He Fan is really what Xiao Chao said about He Fan, as a mother, he cannot be embarrassed in front of his son's classmates.

The two of them quickly finished packing up, followed Li Qingfeng and returned to He Fan's residence.

Dongdong

The door knocked, and He Fan opened the door: "Brother Li...who are the two?"

"May I ask, are you He Fan?" Liu Qingyue asked carefully.

"It's me, who are the two?" He Fan said in confusion.

Li Qingfeng quickly introduced: "These two are He Wenchao's parents, He Chengtian and Liu Qingyue."

"Please come from the two." He Fan quickly invited them in. Although Li Qingfeng wanted to go in, He Chengtian waved his hand at him and could only go home consciously.

He asked the two to sit down on the sofa and poured two glasses of water for them. He Fan said, "It's a bit simple, please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay." Liu Qingyue waved her hand quickly, stared at He Fan tightly, and said excitedly: "He Fan, have you ever met Xiao Chao? Have you learned from him?"

"Madam He, don't scare me." He Fan's face changed and he said, "As far as I know, Xiao Chao is no longer in the world. That photo was just picked up by me outside. If you are not satisfied, you will throw it away."

"We are very satisfied." He Chengtian continued: "A few days ago, Xiao Chao asked Qingyue to dream, saying that he was studying in school, and there was a classmate named He Fan."

"Two, I'm still young." He Fan sighed lightly: "I know that I miss my children, but I really picked up the photos. As for He Fan, there are many of them with the same name."

"Sorry, this is really a coincidence." He Chengtian said apologetically, swept around the room, and said, "I don't know where you picked up the photos?"

"I picked it up on the road when I went out for lunch today."

He Fan casually whispered and comforted: "I can understand the pain of losing your son. I also hope you can come out soon. I don't think Xiaochao wants you to be immersed in grief."

"He Fan..."

Liu Qingyue was about to speak, but was interrupted by He Chengtian: "I wonder, have you picked up the rest of the photos?"

"No, there is only this one." He Fan shook his head and said.
Chapter completed!