Ji Hanyan looked ahead, and what he said seemed to be a little incredible.

"It is said that this Miss Smith is a lucky one, and the reason why I say this is that Mr. Smith likes to ask her whenever he is in trouble and cannot make a decision, and although the words of children cannot be taken seriously, Mr. Smith really does that."

"But the strange thing is that every time she listens to her daughter's choice, there is a good outcome, so Mr. Smith calls her Lady Luck, an angel from God."

"I guess this time, Mr. Smith may also ask for the opinion of this young lady, and if you can make her like you, it may be of great help to our cooperation."

Lin Siyue listened thoughtfully, "I understand what you mean, but the problem is that I have no experience in dealing with autistic people, not to mention that the other party is still a child." ”

It's hard to say what will happen to ordinary children, not to mention that the other party is still a patient who is difficult to communicate, Lin Siyue doesn't think she will have such a big charm.

Ji Han smiled wildly, "We just do our best, and this kind of thing can't be forced." ”

With his words, Lin Siyue was relieved.

The car then stops at the entrance of the Royal Hotel.

Ji Hanyan handed over the car keys to the waiter, and then took Lin Siyue into the private room on the first floor.

In the huge room, Mr. Smith was sitting by the window playing puzzles with his daughter.

Seeing Ji Hanyan coming in, he raised his head and sighed, signaling not to disturb them for the time being.

The assistant next to him hurriedly came over and said in blunt Chinese: "I'm sorry Mr. Ji, Miss is having fun, please wait a minute." ”

Ji Han sat down on the chair next to him indifferently and said, "It's okay, we're not busy today, please don't worry about Mr. Smith." ”

The assistant made an apologetic gesture for the waiter to serve tea, and then returned to Mr. Smith.

Lin Siyue paid attention to the little girl lying on the stool, seven years old is actually a lot of understanding, but it is the most innocent age.

She once heard the grandparents with children in the community joke that seven or eight-year-old children don't even hate dogs when they are skinned.

That means that seven or eight years old is probably the best age for children to move.

But the little girl could not speak, and no one but her father would communicate.

Her world is closed, and she is afraid of outsiders.

Lin Siyue looked at this cute little girl, she had long and curly blonde hair, big blue eyes covered by long eyelashes, a small nose with a few playful freckles on it, beautiful like a doll.

Because she is mixed-race, her facial features have a little bit of the gentle characteristics between the eyebrows and eyes of an oriental girl.

Lin Siyue thinks that she has a close eye for this child, and she likes her very much.

Half an hour later, Miss Smith, probably tired of playing, slipped out of her chair.

Mr. Smith instructed the babysitter to take her to rest.

The babysitter walked by the little girl's hand.

The child, who was still smiling just now, seemed to have been drained of his soul in the blink of an eye, and the light in his eyes was gone, a little stagnant and expressionless.

Lin Siyue stood up and watched her pass in front of her.

Miss Smith glanced up at her, bowed her head and walked away silently without saying anything.

Lin Siyue knew that she might not take care of herself, but she still waved her hand and said, "Bye bye baby." ”