Chapter 133 The Man Wearing Sunglasses

After putting Xiaochengzi down, Xie Wantang chatted with Dongdong for a while. Dongdong has become more sensible in the past two years and has grown a lot taller.

After leaving the airport, Xie Wantang planned to go to the language center to pick up Qianqian and take her home.

A child expert talked to her and suggested that if she could temporarily put down her work and go home to accompany Qianqian, perhaps the child's autism might improve.

Because many of the cases of autistic children they come across are like this: the mothers sacrifice everything to stay with their children, and slowly, the children become normal people.

This proposal was rejected by Xie Wantang at that time.

Her reason was very simple. It wasn't that she didn't love Qianqian, but she was a mother. No matter what Qianqian was like, she loved her the way she was.

If she was autistic, and the kind that would never get better, she would not choose to sacrifice everything to accompany her and do her best to make her a normal person in the eyes of others.

It doesn’t matter. For her, her Qianqian can be abnormal. If she doesn’t want to talk, then she doesn’t have to talk. It doesn’t matter.

"There's no need for you to go and pick her up. We brought her back early in the morning. Grandpa is at home with his precious granddaughter." Qin Laosan said.

Only then did Xie Wantang realize that her father Qin Siyuan really didn't come.

I felt a little sorry for not noticing her father was gone right away.

"Well, let's go home then."

Xie Wantang hurried home to see Qianqian.

A group of people walked towards the parking lot in such a mighty manner, and no one noticed that at this moment, at the entrance of the VIP passage, a man in a black suit and sunglasses was staring at Xie Wantang.

Only when it was completely out of sight did he reluctantly look away.

Then, turn around and leave.

At the exit, a Bugatti was parked there. The man took off his sunglasses, sat in the passenger seat, and the Bugatti rushed out.

…

After arriving home, Xiao Qianqian was painting flowers in the glass greenhouse. When she heard the noise at the door, she continued painting quietly without even raising her head.

After a few cars came back, Qin Siyuan ran in excitedly, "Little Princess Qianqian, your mother is back."

“…”

Xiao Qianqian remained motionless.

Qin Siyuan asked the housekeeper to look after their little princess. After putting down the washed fruit for the little princess, he ran out to greet his Tangbao.

"Tangbao, you're finally back." Qin Siyuan happily picked up Xie Wantang and spun around like they did when they were little. "You've lost weight."

Dad’s hug is also a scale of measurement.

When Xie Wantang was in school, the best schools generally required students to live on campus, saving all commuting time for studying.

At that time, Xie Wantang came home once a month. No matter whether she had lost weight or gained weight, Qin Siyuan would pick her up and spin her around to tell.

"That's not true, Dad." Xie Wantang denied.

She could imagine that later, when the family was having dinner, just because her father said he had lost weight, her bowl would be filled with so much meat that she wouldn't be able to eat anything.

"Okay, if you're thin, then you're thin. If you're healthy, then that's fine. Tang Bao wants to go see Xiao Qian Qian, so don't block her way. You all should go about your own business. I don't know who said it just now, but everyone has to serve a dish for Tang Bao today."

As soon as Xie Ningmeng said this, the three Qin brothers immediately rushed to grab the kitchen.

The three brothers have been working very hard to conquer Tang Bao's appetite since she was a child.

Xu Yanqiu took Dongdong and Xiaochengzi away.

The gift Xie Wantang prepared for her daughter was a brand new set of painting tools, including watercolor pens, colored pencils, paints, Duoduo painting materials, and a new drawing board.

Xiao Qianqian has liked pens since she was able to hold things.

Give her a blank piece of paper and she can draw on it.

At the beginning, the painting was a mess, but no one knew what she was painting, whether they were people who understood painting or not.

Even child psychologists cannot understand her inner world from her paintings.

Xie Wantang was in Country A at that time. When she saw the lines drawn by her daughter through the video, a whole new world suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She subconsciously said that her daughter's painting was the world as she saw it.

Xie Ningmeng patiently tried to ask Xiao Qianqian if the world she drew was this one. After countless attempts, she finally got a response from Xiao Qianqian.

Even though she just nodded very lightly.

It was because of this incident that the expert who tutored Xiao Qianqian every day suggested that Xie Wantang return to China and accompany the child wholeheartedly.

However, her ideas were inconsistent with Xie Wantang's.

Xie Wantang knew that Qianqian was autistic, but whenever she had time, she would try to meet with Qianqian via video and tell her over and over again that she was her mother.

No matter who is in the Qin family, as long as they are with Qianqian, they will hold up Xie Wantang's photo and tell her that this is her mother.

So, in Xiao Qianqian's consciousness, she knew that Xie Wantang was her mother.

When Xie Wantang returned to China for the first time, he reached out to hug her, and she did not reject Xie Wantang.

Xie Wantang sat quietly beside her, watching Xiao Qianqian immersed in the world of painting.

Slowly, Xie Wantang looked at what Xiao Qianqian drew for a long time and found that it looked like a person.

Xu Yanqiu waited upstairs for a long time, but Xie Wantang didn't bring Xiao Qianqian into the house, so she came over. Xie Wantang hushed her, and the two best friends walked out of the glass greenhouse.

Xie Wantang asked her with a smile, "Qiuqiu, can you tell what Xiao Qianqian drew?"

Xu Yanqiu looked at the messy lines, such an abstract painting. She felt that Xie Wantang could see it because of their deep mother-daughter love.

Even though they are far apart, Xiao Qianqian is still her biological daughter.

I spent so many months in her belly, it couldn't be in vain.

Xu Yanqiu shook his head. "I can't see it. Do you see it?"

"Well, she drew a person, but she's not sure if it's me." Xie Wantang said with a smile. This time, Xiao Qianqian's painting was really abstract. If she hadn't been drawing the lines like tracing eyebrows at the end, she really wouldn't be sure it was a person.

"Is it a person? I don't see any eyes, nose, or mouth. How do you know it's a person?" Xu Yanqiu tilted his head, twisted his body, and even wanted to stand upside down to look, but he still couldn't see that there was a person on the drawing paper.

"Why are you here?" Xu Yanqiu didn't notice, and Xie Wantang understood, so she didn't keep asking her this question.

"Dongdong and Xiaochengzi have prepared gifts for you. Since you haven't been in for so long, I came to check on them for them."

"How about it? You want to wait for Qianqian to finish painting?"

"Um."

As soon as Xie Wantang finished his response, Xiao Qianqian put down the pen in the greenhouse.