Originally, Nancheng was thinking about whether to conceal Jiang Mohan and Lingwei's escape first, but if he didn't tell him now, he might just be thinking about Zong Yanxi's affairs. However, the injury on his leg has not healed yet, so he may not be able to find her immediately.

If he had let him know about Ling Wei, he might not have been in a hurry to find Zong Yanxi.

Seeing that Ling Wei was suddenly going to die, Nancheng was very curious.

Why did he suddenly want Ling Wei to die?

But I dare not ask at this critical moment.

Jiang Mohan returned to peace and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's... Ling Wei escaped."

Nancheng replied.

"What?"

Jiang Mohan narrowed his eyes, "Who did it?"

Ling Wei will definitely not be able to escape.

Someone must have helped him, so he didn't ask what was going on, but asked who was.

"I haven't figured out the details of the people around Director Wu, and I'll go there tomorrow."

Jiang Mohan frowned, "I'll go with you tomorrow."

Nancheng suddenly opened his eyes wide. He had just had the surgery and could not go down to the ground.

"When you are discharged from the hospital, you get a wheelchair."

Nancheng nodded silently.

On the other hand, Zong Yanxi did not stay in a hotel.

When I knew that Niya was not Songen's illegitimate son, but when I adopted her, I not only changed my opinion about Songen, but also felt sorry for Niya.

She is a little girl who has no parents. Fortunately, she was adopted by a pretty good family, otherwise she would have had a hard time living in this society.

In the morning, Song Eun originally said that she would take Niya out for fun, but she had something to do and could not take her there.

Of course, she couldn't send Zong Yanxi to the hotel, so she could only stay for another day.

By the way, help Songen comfort Niya.

Because Songen broke his promise again.

Why say again?

That's because this is not the first time.

Niya hugged Torah and nestled in the wide European sofa, looking small.

She hung her head, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Zong Yanxi lame her feet and sat on the sofa carefully. After looking at her for a while, Niya didn't say a word and didn't even raise her head.

She stretched out two fingers to pinch the lace on her cuffs and gently pulled it, "Nia."

"Don't comfort me, I'm fine, dad is busy, I understand."

She raised her head and opened her eyes, her long eyelashes flashed, and her clear pupils were filled with a faint water vapor.

He clearly said he didn't care, but he was filled with the loss and show of strength in his eyes.

Zong Yanxi was touched for a moment and reached out to hold her into her arms.

"When my legs are ready, can I take you there?"

She coaxed softly, "I can't go to the amusement park today, how about I teach you how to draw?"

Niya blinked, not very emotional, and said, "What's so fun about painting?"

"Do you like your dad?"

She asked.

Nia nodded vigorously and answered affirmatively, "Of course."

"If you could draw and draw a picture with your own hands and give it to him, would you say he would be very happy?"

Niya thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Will Dad be happy?"

"Certainly!"

Zong Yanxi answered her with affirmative answer.

Niya hesitated for a moment, "Okay then."

Zong Yanxi gave the servant money and asked her to buy a set of paint brushes.

If you want to arouse the little girl's interest, sketching will definitely not work. The colorful colors can make people feel more urge to try.

She had poor legs and feet and could not play games with her. She could only choose a quiet way to arouse her interest, so that she could immerse herself and forget that she was unhappy.

The maid bought the paints they drew, and they set the location by the river, and the maid prepared food.

"Why did you learn to draw?"

Niya looked at Zong Yanxi.

While helping the maid raise the drawing board, she replied, "I was not interested when I was a child. It was an aunt who accompanied me to paint and play when I was spending time with me, and then I became interested."

"Is it like us?"

A smile appeared on Nia's face.

Zong Yanxi paused and replied, "Yes."

A growing frangipani by the river in the distance is in full bloom, with half snow-white and half light yellow, much like a boiled and cut egg, so it is named frangipani.

“I want to draw it.”

Niya pointed.

Zong Yanxi touched her head pamperedly, "I promised it."

The little girl was so coaxing. Zong Yanxi played with her for a day. After dinner, Song En didn't come back, so Zong Yanxi took her to bed.

Tell her a story tonight.

Nia raised her head and looked at the woman who told her fairy tales, gently swaying her eyelashes, "The story is very nice."

I thought to myself, it would be great if it were my mother.

Zong Yanxi has not had a good rest these days, but today she fell asleep unconsciously after Niya fell asleep.

It was already late for Songen to come back.

I asked what happened at the maid's house today.

Sally told the truth about the two people drawing by the river today, pointing to the painting they drew today and said, "This was painted by Niya, I had a lot of fun."

Songen approached, picked it up and looked at it, it looked pretty good.

"The lady was taking care of Nia very carefully. Today I was very obedient. I went to bed after taking a shower."

Song En jumped out of sight, as if Niya's "good" surprised him.

Usually, if this little girl comes back late, she will not sleep and wait for him to come back.

It seems abnormal to be so obedient today.

"I'll go and have a look."
Chapter completed!