Just like one's own child

  It's almost three months now, and there's no news at all... It seems that Tang Xiao doesn't intend to help after all.

  "Mom... Mom... Mom!" Jiang Xirui, who was drawing on the coffee table, turned around and asked Guan Yanruo, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, "Mom, do you think I should give Xiaowen Auntie a picture of sunflowers or roses?"

  Guan Yan's thoughts were pulled back by Jiang Xirui's milky voice, she casually placed the water cup on the tea table and knelt beside Jiang Xirui, seriously examining the two cards, her long hair slid down her slender shoulders, covering her pale and delicate side face.

  "The sunflower is great......" Guan Yanhong raised her hand to tuck her long hair behind her ear, "Golden and shining... blooming in the sunlight, symbolizing the vitality of life, it's great......"

  "Then Xiaoxi drew a sunflower for Aunt Wen!"

  Jiang Xirui's small face, carved like jade, smiled into a small steamed bun, soft and tender... so cute that it makes people want to take a bite.

  "Good......" Guan Yanxi gently stroked Jiang Xirui's little head, and lightly kissed his forehead.

  More than three months... As they spent more time together, Guan Yanxi discovered that this little devil with no blood relation to herself seemed to have taken up a very important position in her heart, just like her own child.

  Wen Guan's family looked at him from afar, he had never seen Xiao Jiang Xirui so happy before... The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all filled with happiness.

  The warm-colored lamp in the living room on the second floor was not very dark, and Guan Yanru wore a white flying-sleeved shirt and tight-fitting jeans, kneeling beside Jiang Xirui to accompany him. Her raven-black hair, soft as silk, scattered fragrance and reflected light, which was even more dazzling than diamonds.

  Wen Guan's lips curled up at the corners, really looking like he was about to capture this scene...

  Wen heard the family didn't think much and directly took out his mobile phone to take a photo before quietly leaving.

  On the phone screen, Jiang Xirui's eyes curved into a crescent moon smile, and Guan Yanzhi's eyes were filled with warm and gentle light.

  Her small face, the size of a palm, had a happy smile like Jiang Xirui's. She gently stroked Jiang Xirui's little head... and pointed at Jiang Xirui's painting paper as if offering some opinion, her dense and curled eyelashes lowered... but couldn't hide the radiant light in her pupils that shone like a starry river.

  Wen Guanjia has met countless people in his life, but he doesn't know if Guan Yanrou is one of the kindest girls in this world. He also doesn't know if other women will be as wholeheartedly accepting of Jiang Sheng as Guan Yanrou was to Jiang Xirui.

  But... Guan's family knew that Jiang Xirui this child... apart from Guan Yanru, probably wouldn't accept anyone else as his mother again.

  Wen Guangjia sent this photo to Jiang Shen's phone, and his lips curled up... He believed that for Xiao Xi, Jiang Shen could make concessions on anything, or one day... As long as Wen Guangjia was still alive, he would be able to see the scene of Guan Yanru, Jiang Shen accompanying Jiang Xirui to paint in the living room.