Mommy Super Cool novel (Silas Nolan, Camila)
Chapter 658

Chapter 658 The Delicate Little Painter

After dinner, everyone paid their respects to their closest friends. Then, they sat on the sofa and chatted, They had a tradition of staying up all night. But in fact, very few could hold on. In the past, when Silas was at the old house, in the end, it was him and his grandfather who were up all night. Gianna could still hold on previously, but later on, she could no longer keep her eyes open. She leaned on Silas' shoulder and became drowsy. South was even more direct, curling up his body and lying on the sofa. Ellen said, "All of you go to sleep. I'll just stay here and be up." Silas glanced at Ellen and said, "I'll send Gianna to our room. I'll be back with you later." Ellen said. "There's no need. You both traveled so much. You've been busy preparing for the New Year and haven't had time to rest. You guys go to sleep. I'll stay by myself." Silas nodded. He bent down to pick up Gianna and instructed Brian, "Send South back." Brian clicked his tongue. In fact, he would take the kid back to his room even if Silas didn't say anything. He felt a little unhappy when he was ordered to do so. Silas only cared about his girlfriend and left his son behind. He glared at him and bent down to pick up the little fellow on the sofa. He walked towards his room. Jewel got up and sat next to Ellen. She held her arm and gestured with her hands, "I'll stay here with you!" Ellen smiled, "Go to sleep. I'm a light sleeper. I'm used to it." Jewel shook her head and insisted on accompanying her. She got up to replace the chessboard and typed on her phone, (I'll play chess with you.] Ellen smiled, "Well, let's play chess."

Because everyone slept late last night, everyone woke up late today and only had breakfast at noon. After the meal, South was ready to go to the amusement park. He thought he could meet the little girl again

But no....

They played from noon to afternoon. He took all the rides, but he did not see the little girl. South was not in a good mood. When he came back, he was listless. Silas knew what was going on and comforted him, "There are very few people coming out to play during the new year. Look, there are fewer people in the amusement park." "Are you saying that Dora is spending the New Year at her home?" "Yes, didn't we come here only because Grandma is here? Otherwise, we would celebrate the Spring Festival at home too!" Hearing this, South also felt that it made sense, and his mood gradually calmed down. On their way back, they saw a boy of five or six years old. He was good-looking, not only because of his clean and beautiful little face, which didn't have a single flaw but also because of his meticulously combed hair. He was dressed in all white, but there was not a speck of dust on him. His expression carried a hint of melancholy as he looked at the setting sun in the distance with his brush. He glanced at the setting sun, then dipped his paintbrush with some egg yolk color paint, and slowly drew it on the canvas. It was probably because this child was too clean, or it was probably because he was alone here. He looked a bit abrupt. Gianna and the others unconsciously stopped in their tracks. Gianna was secretly puzzled. Why did this child not even have an adult by his side? She took a few steps forward and praised him generously, "You drew really well!" The little boy raised his clear eyes and glanced at them, then lowered his eyes to continue painting. The corners of Gianna's mouth twitched twice. Alright, he was still a cold little fellow. She was unwilling to give up and asked again. "Are you alone?" The little boy did not even raise his head. He painted as he faintly instructed, "Let them leave. I need peace and quiet!"

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