The little boy was about four or five years old and looked younger than both sons.

Under the soft brown hair, a pair of light gray eyes sparkled like newly mined gems.

Yan Yueqing was stunned at first sight - what a beautiful mixed-race girl!

Although he is young, the outlines of his facial features have already shown some three-dimensional edges and corners.

The eyelashes that glance towards you are long and curly, like an oil painting, with a strong beauty.

Mu Nian and Yan Wang are a bit similar, both of them are the epitome of the rich and cold type.

However, Yan Wang's eyes were dark and deep, as if covered with a protective film, and it was difficult to see his true emotions from his eyes.

Mu Nian is different.

His delicate, light-colored glance back was like a clear lake, one could see to the bottom at a glance.

Clean and flawless.

There is an extreme cleanliness and beauty.

The boy next to him should be Mu Nian’s brother in WeChat. He looks different from the little guy. He has a more common Chinese appearance without any trace of mixed blood.

Even so, the two of them sitting together are still quite eye-catching.

Seeing them coming, the boy stood up and walked towards them: "Hello, I'm Mu Tianxing, and this is my younger brother Mu Nian."

Mu Nian sat quietly on the stool, with no intention of getting up to say hello.

The expression is very well-behaved.

Mu Tianxing invited everyone to take a seat, and said humbly, "I'm sorry, my brother is a little special, and he may not be able to communicate normally with you."

His reaction surprised everyone.

Mu Tianxing said: "My brother... has autism and has always lived in his own world. We have tried for a long time, but we can only make him respond to his own name temporarily. If he wants to communicate with you... I'm afraid it won't work."

"Autism?" Yan Yueqing was stunned for a moment, "But Nian Nian looks no different from an ordinary person."

Mu Tianxing smiled bitterly: "Thank you for the compliment, Boss Yue, but unfortunately... he probably doesn't understand your praise."

Sure enough, apart from raising his hand just now, Mu Nian suddenly became quiet again.

A small person, holding a black camera in his arms, said nothing.

The shadow of her long eyelashes was cast on her eyelids, like the swaying bamboo forest beside the pond, with a kind of quiet beauty.

No matter what Mu Tianxing said, Mu Nian kept sitting on the soft sofa like an exquisite doll.

Yan Yueqing said with some regret: "I don't know much about autism, but I have a friend who specializes in this field. How about I ask him for advice?"

She wasn't being polite.

Yan Wang didn't speak before, although the old man later admitted that it was he who taught the baby not to talk, to act stupid and ignorant, and to claim to the outside world that he was autistic.

But during the years he stayed in the hospital, in order to go through the motions, Mr. Yan invited many experts to treat him.

Yan Yueqing really has these people’s contact information!

After Teacher Jiang came to China, she also talked to her about Yan Wang’s psychological problems.

Anyway, the little guy has been alone and helpless in the hospital for several years, and I am always a little worried about him.

If necessary, the Jiang family has professors specializing in this area, and Teacher Jiang can transfer people over at any time.

Yan Yueqing felt it was useless at the time.

Wangwang’s condition is not ordinary autism. Instead of seeing a doctor and taking medicine, it is better to spend more time with him.

Mu Nian is different again.

He is completely trapped in his own world and only occasionally responds to the outside world. If possible, asking an experienced doctor to intervene may be effective.

Mu Tianxing shook his head regretfully: "We have hired many doctors at home, even some Chinese medicine fortune tellers..." (End of this chapter)