The real age of the little boy is probably less than two years old, but he looks over two years old.

It should be that Ye Xiu and Liu Anze were pregnant just after they had sex.

When Liu Anze moved out, he said he wanted to accompany his parents, but Ye Xiu didn't think much about it.

But now it seems that she clearly knew that she was pregnant and did not want to use this to restrain herself, so she left the country.

For the kind-hearted Liu Anze, she could do such a thing.

It's been two years, and it turns out that she's been here all the time.

It turned out that I had already become a father, but what was ridiculous is that I had never noticed it.

After all, I care too little about her.

When Ye Hu saw that photo, he had already taken the others out of the room silently and left everything here to Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu seemed to have not noticed Ye Hu and others leaving, but just started shopping in the villa on his own.

The villa is not big, with only one living room, a kitchen and a dining room on the first floor.

There are three rooms on the second floor, one of which belongs to two old people and the other is Liu Anze and the little boy. When he walked to Liu Anze's room, Ye Xiu saw the photos placed on the desk.

Those are photos of the little boy growing up.

He looked like he was just born, he looked like a full moon, he looked like he was half a year old, he looked like he was one year old.

Ye Xiu seemed to see himself many years ago.

Finally, Ye Xiu saw a painting.

It was a painting drawn by a little boy.

The painting should have been on the table just now.

This is a very simple line, with only three villains in the words and three villains holding hands.

The villain in the middle is a little smaller.

Even if it was just such a simple picture, Ye Xiu still understood the artistic conception of this painting.

Dad, mom, me!

When Ye Xiu's eyes were filled with tears when he thought that the painting was from the hands of a little boy who was less than two years old.

Finally, Ye Xiu saw several beautiful handwritings in the corner of the drawing.

Think and practice, practice.

That was Liu Anze's handwriting!

Thinking and practicing!

That's the little boy's name!

Thinking and practicing, thinking and practicing in one thought!

Tears slid from their eyes.

It was not until this moment that Ye Xiu knew how much he owed the mother and daughter.

"Dingling..." The phone ringing in the room suddenly rang at this moment.

Ye Xiu was slightly stunned and did not answer the phone immediately.

But the phone ringing kept ringing.

Ye Xiu pondered for a moment and answered the phone.

"Hello……"

"Mr. Ye, how do you feel when you see his son's painting with your own eyes?" What Ye Xiu didn't expect was that a smiley voice came from the phone.

"Who are you?" Ye Xiu jumped and swept around quickly. At the window, he found a camera, and his pupils were beating rapidly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is whether you want to see your son?" The voice on the other end of the phone was filled with smiles.

"Where is he?" Ye Xiu's forehead was covered with blue veins.

"Haha, little guy, do you want to say a few words to your dad..." Such a voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ye Xiu's heart suddenly became tangled together.

"Dad, are you really my dad?" The man on the other end of the phone seemed to hand the phone to someone else. A crisp chatter came from the phone, and it seemed that he was a little unbelievable.

"It's me, son!" Ye Xiu knew that the other party would definitely be able to see his appearance through the surveillance screen, and nodded to the camera.
Chapter completed!