She put the drawing away, tucked it into the folder where she usually kept her design drafts, and then turned on the computer.
She wasn't sure what came over her, but her first reaction was to send a message to 'Nian'.
[Nianzhi can draw now, and can write his own name, along with the words for mom and dad.]
After sending the message, a reply quickly came back from the other side.
Nian: [Nianzhi is indeed smart.]
Yan with charm: [Of course, just look at whose son he is.]
Qin Yin replied proudly.
On the other end, Nan Sichen smiled slightly, then typed back.
Nian: [Whose son?]
Yan with charm: [My son, of course. His mom is so smart.]
After saying that, she thought for a moment and added, [Of course, he's also Nan Sichen's son. How could the son of someone as remarkable as Nan Sichen be anything less?]
