Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 673 Little Meat Ball and Jiang Kitten

The little girl sat on the chair with her legs on the ground, holding a book in her hand, and she was drooping her little head, looking at the book intently.

From Shen Lingye's perspective, she couldn't see her expression clearly, only her fluffy eyelashes blinked, very cute.

Shen Lingye followed the child's gaze and found that it was a sketchbook.

The A4 sketchbook looked a bit big in the child's hand.

Shen Lingye's gaze followed that little meaty claw page by page, page by page.

Because of the angle of view, he couldn't see clearly what was painted on it. In short, in the pages the girl turned over, there were crayon drawings and charcoal drawings, all kinds of them.

Combined with the child's incredible drawing ability, Shen Lingye roughly speculates that the paintings in this sketchbook are also the works of this little meatball.

So, will there be Jiang Xiaonuan's painting on it?

After this thought came up, Shen Lingye suddenly recalled a scene.

Five years ago, in City J of country Z, Jiang Xiaonuan was lying in the studio he bought for her, holding a sketchbook and concentrating on drawing.

Jiang Xiaomao who painted five years ago.

Little meatball with a sketchbook five years later.

Shen Lingye's blood suddenly accelerated, and various possible guesses were circling rapidly in his mind!
A guess came out of my heart uncontrollably!
It may be that someone's gaze was too hot, Mia, who had been lowering her head and immersed in her own world, felt something, and raised her little head in a daze.

Shen Lingye stared at the child in front of him, and for a moment, his whole body became numb.

Small meat balls, big eyes, black hair, ball head.

Jiang Xiaomao has big eyes and black hair. When she is at home, she occasionally wears her head with a ball. That appearance is almost exactly the same as the child in front of her!
This little meatball, could it be...

but!

how can that be possible? !Five years ago, when Jiang Xiaonuan had surgery, he was there, and he saw Gu Yun walk out of the operating room wrapped in that bloody little thing!
Could it be that the child is not dead? !
Could it be that there is something else that he doesn't know about? !
Shen Lingye's brain was in chaos, and all kinds of guesses came up one after another.

He was excited, excited, and nervous, almost in a state of madness.

Mia stared blankly at the strange sorghum in front of her, thinking in her head: Hey, isn't this the sorghum that gives her delicious meat?

Shen Lingye managed to suppress the tens of thousands of thoughts in his heart. He took a deep breath, looked at the child opposite, and asked, "How old are you this year?"

If even the age is right, then Shen Lingye can almost be sure that this child is his!

Mia looked at him with a cute and motionless expression, as if she didn't understand.

But Shen Lingye knew that he could understand English.

He suddenly recalled that the doctor in Marseille said five years ago that his child was born with a deficiency, and even if he survived miraculously, there might be some developmental problems.

So, this kid doesn't like to talk and always has an expressionless face. Does this have something to do with it?
Shen Lingye waited for a full minute, but seeing that she still didn't speak, she changed her method.

He was originally leaning on the back of the chair, but now he adjusted his posture, possessed himself, propped his hands up to his knees, gently folded his hands in front of him, and made a posture of talking with his knees.

(End of this chapter)