She trembled her hands and opened the picture album in front of her.

The little guy was stolen from birth and never saw his mother.

Ji Weitian didn't know how he drew his mother and what she would draw, and whether she looked like her.

Too much distress and doubt echoed in her heart until she saw the first painting in the album—

Unlike four-year-old children, they only know tender graffiti.

Ruirui has a talent for painting. He can recognize a female figure out of a pencil at a glance.

From limbs to clothing, even if it is just a simple outline, it can be seen that he has drawn it with great care.

The most special thing about this painting is that it has no facial features.

What he painted was a faceless mother.

Ji Weitian turned backwards, and the little guy's paintings were getting better and more detailed. Some of the paintings were not only sketches, but also colored with crayons.

But these paintings all have one thing in common, that is, they have no face.

He could imagine the image of his mother, but he couldn't imagine what her mother looked like, because he had never seen his mother before...

He drew a mother he had never seen before but had always loved.

Ji Weitian's tears rolled down from her eyes and fell on the album.

When she came to her senses, she hurriedly reached out to wipe the album, afraid that she would dirty the little guy's most precious thing.

Finally, he hugged the album in his arms tightly and burst into tears.

"Ruirui won't blame you." Qin Nanyu didn't expect her to cry like this, and his heart was inexplicably tightened, and he reached out to wipe her tears, but the more he wiped her, he simply hugged her in his arms.

He raised his hand stiffly and patted her back gently.

Coax her like coaxing her.

Although he may have never coaxed his son before.

Qin Nanyu didn't fall asleep all night after accidentally seeing Ji Weitian carefully stored the memorial book in the box last night.

I kept thinking about what souvenirs I had kept for my son in the past few years.

Thinking of it in the end, I found that there was nothing.

He has not thrown this bad boy who is against him everywhere into the trash can, and he has been the greatest kindness of his life.

Love each other? It doesn't exist.

Fortunately, his grandfather, his great-grandson, has been in pain as if he was sent to the Qin villa since he was young.

Qin Nanyu speculated that the old man should have many photos of the little guy in his hand, so he asked his assistant to look for it overnight, but he didn't expect that the old man not only left photos, but also kept a lot of videos. This was really cheap for him...

Didn't see Ji Weitian so moved that she was so moved that she wasn't angry when he hugged her like this, but instead leaned on his chest... Qin Nanyu felt that he was only one step away from success!

"The things about Ruirui are only part of the U disk, and many of them are left in the Qin family villa. If you have the chance, I will take you back and watch it slowly." Qin Nanyu opened his lips gently when he saw her calmer.

He took out his handkerchief and gently wiped away her tears.

Ji Weitian held the U disk and photo album in her hand. When she heard him mention going back to the Qin villa, she finally remembered the unusual intimate behavior between the two of them. She subconsciously stepped back, distanced away from him, and asked vigilantly.

"Aren't you driven out of the house by your grandfather? Can you go back?"

Qin Nanyu stretched out his handkerchief suddenly in the air.

Before she could answer her question, Ji Weitian continued to ask: "If you can go back, why don't you move back today?"
Chapter completed!