Despite the praise, the boy’s expression remained unchanged. To be precise, he remained completely expressionless. Being ignored was, quite frankly, to be expected.
Jiang Lai caught sight of the sketchbook and brushes nearby and, without a word, uncapped a pen and began to draw. Driven by curiosity, Xia Rindong leaned in to look.
A small figure. A meal. A computer.
Chapter 142