Ye Liyuan placed the notebook and pens in front of little one and said softly, "Ann, lunch is still a while away. You can play with these."
"Thank you, Second Uncle~" Qin Sui'an tilted her little face up, her round eyes shining.
She was no stranger to drawing. When she "ran away from home" before, she left messages for her family through drawings.
There was a box of various colored pens in front of her. Qin Sui'an carefully examined them, then glanced at the bar counter where her third uncle and the chefs were busy. She reached out her little hand and picked one of the pens, occasionally looking at everyone busy while drawing on the notebook.
Ye Liyuan held her and watched her draw. At first, he just watched to see what little one would draw, smiling gently. But gradually, his expression changed to one of surprise, and he became increasingly focused on watching little one draw.