Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1614: You Are My Little Love Song (181)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Shi Niange had just entered her house when she saw Shi Kele sprawled on the carpet with her butt sticking out. There were watercolor pens of various colors by her hand. A piece of paper in front of her was covered in various colors. Amidst the messy colors, she saw a black picture that looked like a person. It could only be said that it looked like… After all, although Shi Kele's grades in kindergarten were good, her paintings were really ugly. She probably did not have the talent.

Every time she saw Lele's painting, she would feel very vexed. Previously, in Los Angeles, whenever there was a kindergarten competition, the teachers would pass Lele's words to her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. They would ask her if she could enroll her in a painting class for the children.

Shi Niange wanted to, but she didn't have the time.

She walked over and squatted by the side to look at Lele. "What are you drawing? What is this black ball in the middle? Is it a human or a dog?"

Lele raised her head with a mischievous smile. Only then, she saw that the little girl's chin and hands were covered in various colors. She reckoned that she would have to rub her hard when she bathed her later. Otherwise, these colors would take a long time to fade.

"Mommy, I drew Daddy." Lele pointed at the black object in the middle of the picture. It was unclear if it was a human or a dog. "The homework the teacher left for us today is to draw Daddy, Mommy, and myself. Mommy, I know how to draw. It's just one person with long hair. I'm a small person with two braids, but I don't know how to draw Daddy. Mommy, buy me a Daddy soon. I'll only know when I see Daddy. This is the Daddy I imagined!"

Shi Niange: "…"

Lele put down the paintbrush and threw herself into her arms. She raised her hand and touched Shi Niange's face. Then she said with a smile, "Mommy, why are your eyes red?"

On the way back from the car, Shi Niange was sure that she had not cried. However, she endured all her emotions and kept her eyes open as she looked at the road ahead. She drove seriously, probably because she had kept her eyes open for too long.

She smiled and rubbed her eyes. She sat down on the carpet with Lele in her arms. "I'm fine. The wind was too strong earlier. It hurts a little."

"Oh, oh, oh." Lele's little face was filled with heartache. She held Shi Niange's face and quickly raised her little face to kiss her eyelids. "Lele will give Mommy a kiss, so Mommy's eyes won't hurt anymore."

Auntie Xiang saw the two being sticky and sweet again and smiled as she went to the bathroom to get some water. "Quickly wash Lele's hands. The color has rubbed against your face."

"It's fine. I'll wash it later. I'll draw with her." As Shi Niange spoke, she hugged Lele with one hand and picked up the painting that Lele had drawn with the other. She then looked at the black thing in the middle. She didn't know what to say. She just felt that…, Lele's impression of her father was not clear whether it was a person, a toy, or an animal.

She didn't know Qin Siting would find out about her existence one day. From the looks of it, he probably didn't want to know and didn't want to have any contact with her.

But at the very least, she had to set the child's mindset to be more normal. It was fine if she spoke nonsense at home, but if she went out, she couldn't say that her father was a toy or that his father was a black blob.

Thus, Shi Niange picked up the habit of not allowing anyone to smear Qin Siting's image many years ago. She grabbed the watercolor pen on the ground, took another piece of paper by the side, and began drawing on it.

He probably should thank her for having the habit of copying those comic books when she was bored in class. Although her drawing skills were not good, at least she could still draw clearly.

Based on her impression of Qin Siting, she drew an image that looked quite like him. En, his eyebrows were beautiful, his nose was better, and his mouth was slightly thinner than the one in the photo… En…, his hair was shorter. At least, today was much shorter than when he was still a student. En…, his figure was more perfect than the one in the photo…

After drawing, Shi Niange stared at the drawing for a long time before putting down her pen.

"Wow, what is this?" Lele watched in surprise as her mother drew a person. He was a beautiful person. "Is this Daddy?"

No wonder the other children's fathers were all men. It turned out that her father was also a man!

"Yes." Shi Niange thought for a moment and picked up the pen to write a line of words—Shi Kele's father.

Although Lele was young, she didn't know how to write these words. However, she recognized them and could read them. She shook her head and read them out loud. Then she ran to Auntie Xiang excitedly with the painting. "Grandma Xiang Xiang, my daddy is so beautiful!"

Auntie Xiang poked her head out of the bathroom to take a look. Then, she silently raised her head and looked in Shi Niange's direction. She was just about to tease her about how she had drawn the person out when she saw that Shi Niange was still sitting on the carpet. She was holding the watercolor pen she had just used. She was silently thinking about something, but one could tell that she was depressed from her back view.

Auntie Xiang quickly patted Lele's head and said, "Yes, Lele's father is so handsome. Mommy finally helped you draw it. Keep it properly. Don't bring it into the bathroom. It'll be gone if you wet it."

"Okay, okay!" Lele happily bounced up and down, carefully folding the painting and putting it into her cute little bag.

Shi Niange never expected Lele to bring this picture to others and tell them that this was her father.

…

Lishui Villa.

The gray Porsche stopped in front of the villa. Qin Siting got out of the car and paused. He saw that the tall weeds in the opposite villa's yard had been cleaned up. There was a cleaning cart parked outside. Someone was carrying the weeds out and throwing them into the cleaning cart.

He looked at the front yard of the villa that had been restored to its original neatness. He looked at the dust-covered, carved door that had been cleaned. After taking a few glances, he turned around expressionlessly and entered his own house. He did not even turn back.

The moment he entered, he received a call from the hospital. They said that the lady who had just come in was not in a good mood. After bandaging her wound, she sat alone in the consulting room and cried. No one could persuade her to stop. Then they asked her if it was okay to let Doctor Qin come over to accompany her. She said yes, so they called to ask if he wanted to go to the hospital to visit the lady.

Qin Siting's tone was cold. "I'm not going. Tell her that there's no place for her to cry in the clinic. If she isn't strong, no one can help her. I happened to pass by today and saw her, so I helped her. It can be considered as making up for the loss of face I gave the Ling family. I'm not interested in her. There's no need to rely on me."

"Huh?" Doctor Zhou did not understand.

Qin Siting did not have the patience to care about these matters. He hung up the phone and threw it aside. He was about to go to his room when he suddenly heard his phone ring again as though it was trying to steal his soul.

He turned to see that the caller was Li Nanheng.

Was it really f*cking urgent?!