<h4>Chapter 954</h4>


    Originally, Nancheng was still thinking about whether to hide Jiang Mo Han''s escape from Lingwei. But now if he doesn''t tell him, he may just think about Zong Yanxi. However, his leg injury is not good, so I''m afraid he can''t go to find her immediately.


    If you let him know about Ling Wei, he may not be in a hurry to find Zong Yanxi.


    Seeing that Ling Wei must die suddenly makes Nancheng curious.


    Why did he suddenly want Ling Wei to die.


    But at this point. I don''t dare to ask.


    Jiang Mo Han regained hisposure and asked, "what''s the matter?"


    "Just... Ling Wei escaped." Nancheng replied.


    "What?" Jiang Mo Han narrowed his eyes“ Who made it? "


    Ling Wei can''t escape by herself.


    There must be some help, so he didn''t ask, what''s the matter, but asked, who is it.


    "As for the people around Wu bureau, I haven''t made clear the details. I''lle back tomorrow. "


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


    The South City Shu of open big eyes, this just just the operation soon, can''t descend the ground.


    "When you leave the hospital, you get a wheelchair."


    Nancheng was silent and nodded.


    On the other hand, Zong Yanxi didn''t stay in a hotel.


    Knowing that Niya is not Songen''s illegitimate son, but adopted, she not only changed her attitude towards Songen, but also felt very sorry for Niya.


    She is a little girl without her parents. Fortunately, she was adopted by a good family. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for her to survive in this society.


    In the morning, songenben said that he would take Niya out to y, but he had something to do, so he couldn''t take her.


    Of course, Zong Yanxi can''t be sent to the hotel, so she can only stay for another day.


    By the way, help Sonnefort Niya.


    Because Sonny broke his word again.


    Why not?


    That''s because it''s not the first time.


    Niya holds Tora, nests in the big European sofa, looks small.


    She drooped her head, looking aggrieved and pitiful.


    Zong Yanxi isme. Carefully sat on the sofa, looked at her for a while, Niya silent, not even head up.


    She reached out two fingers to hold thece on her sleeve and gently tugged, "Niya."


    "Don''tfort me. I''m fine. Dad is busy. I understand." She raised her head and opened her eyes. Long eyshes, flickering, clear pupil with a touch of moisture.


    Mingming said that he didn''t care, but there was a sense of loss in his eyes.


    Zong Yanxi was touched for a moment and held her in his arms.


    "When my legs are ready, shall I take you?" She said softly, "I can''t go to the amusement park today. How about I teach you how to draw?"


    Niya blinked. She was not in a high mood. And he said, "what''s so funny about drawing?"


    "Do you like your father?" She asked.


    Niya nodded forcefully and answered in the affirmative, "of course."


    "If you can draw, draw a picture yourself and give it to him. Do you think he''ll be happy? "


    Niya thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "will dad be happy?"


    "Certainly Zong Yanxi answered her positively.


    Niya hesitated. "All right."


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


    If you want to arouse the little girl''s interest, sketch certainly can''t, colorful colors, more people have the impulse to try.


    She has bad legs and can''t y games with her. Can only choose a quiet way to arouse her interest, let immersed and forget unpleasant.


    The maid bought the paint and set the ce by the river. The maid also prepared food.


    "Why do you learn to draw?" Niya looks at Zong Yanxi.


    As she helped the maid set up the drawing board, she replied, "I wasn''t interested when I was a child. It was an aunt who spent time with me painting and ying, andter became interested in it. "


    "Is it like us?" Niya had a little smile on her face.


    Zong Yanxi paused and replied, "yes."


    In the distance, a growing Plumeria by the river is in full bloom. Half of its petals are snow-white, and the other half are light yellow. It looks like a boiled and cut egg, so it is named Plumeria."I''ll draw it." Niya points.


    Zong Yanxi pet her head, "say good."


    The little girl is easy to coax. Zong Yanxi ys with her all day. After dinner, song en doesn''te back. Zong Yanxi takes her to bed.


    Tell her a story in the evening.


    Niya raises her head. Looking at the woman who told her fairy tale, gently pping her eyshes, "the story is very nice."


    I thought to myself, I wish it were my mother.


    Zong Yanxi hasn''t had a good rest these days, but today, after Niya falls asleep, she also falls asleep unconsciously.


    Sonne came backte.


    Asked the maid what happened at home today.


    Sally told the truth about their painting by the river today. Also pointed to today''s Niya painting said, "this is Niya painting, have a good time."


    Song en came near and took it up to have a look. It looked good.


    "That youngdy is very attentive to take care of Niya. She is very good today. I gave her a bath and went to bed."


    Song en Wei can''t find the eyebrows, it seems that Niya''s "good" let him ident.


    Usually this little girl, if hees backte, will not sleep, has been waiting for him toe back.


    It''s abnormal to be so good today.


    "I''ll see."


    He went to Niya''s room.