A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 945 Sleepwalking

Mili moved her brush and drawing board into Dawny's room.

"Dawny, let me teach you how to draw, okay? Drawing is fun. When you grow up, you will be a fashion designer like mommy."

Dawny looked at his sister with his beautiful big eyes. He didn't know what a fashion designer was, but the brush in her hand should be an interesting toy.

"Okay, draw." He chuckled and clapped his hands. Then he held the brush in his hand and began to paint on the paper.

"Dawny is really good at painting. He is a genius. It's obvious that he will inherit mommy's career and be a fashion designer when he grows up," Mili praised with a smile. She needed to encourage her brother fully and increase his confidence and interest.

The baby seemed to understand his sister's praise. He immediately raised his beautiful thick eyebrows and showed a very proud expression.

"Dawny, good job! Great!"

"Yes, you're right. Dawny is awesome, you little genius." Michelle gave him a thumbs up.

Dot frowned at the door. His sister had decided to strike first.

He couldn't show any sign of weakness for the sake of his future hacker empire.

But business was not like painting that could be cultivated by such teaching. It was difficult to teach it.

Seeing Dot, Mili said with a secret smile, "Dot, don't you find that Dawny is very talented in painting?"

"The more I look at him, the more I think he will be a business genius." As he spoke, Dot walked up and kissed his brother's pink face.

"Dawny, do you want to be a powerful person like daddy and grandpa to run a big financial group?" asked Dot.

The boy didn't fully understand what he meant. He looked at his brother with his big eyes.

"Dot, Dawny cannot understand what you are talking about now." Then she touched her brother's head and said, "Let's continue drawing."

The boy nodded and continued to paint on the drawing board.

At this time, Rabi came over, followed by Shyla, who was holding a small muffin, chicken wings with honey juice, and sausages in her hands. Rabi made them by himself, and his biggest hobby now was to cook.

"Mili, Dot, Dawny, I made muffin, sausage and chicken wings myself. Let's have afternoon tea together."

"That's great, brother." Mili clapped her hands happily.

Rabi handed the freshly squeezed kiwi juice to Dawny. He was too young to eat anything else, so this was the afternoon tea specially prepared for him.

Rabi was always considerate and thoughtful.

"Wow, it's so delicious. You can be the God of cooks," said Mili, eating a piece of chicken wings.

"Maybe my talent is in the kitchen," Rabi said with a smile. He was very happy that he had one special skill, which made him not inferior to his brother and sister in everything.

Mili turned to look at Dot and said, "I think you'd better practice cooking in the kitchen rather than waste your time on Dawny. Your wife must be a foodie like our godmother. She won't be happy until her stomach is happy."

Dot pouted. He didn't like to go into the kitchen. He didn't like cooking.

But a perfect man should be good at cooking. In order to please his mommy, his father even learned how to cook Rong's Group noodles.

"Dot, if you want to learn, I can teach you," Rabi said.

"Let's talk about it when she will be born. It won't be too late to learn it by that time," Dot said slowly.

Shyla ate a piece of sausage and said with a smile, "Rabi, the sausage you cooked is crisp outside and soft inside. It tastes better than the food sold outside."

"Sis Shyla, eat more if you like." Then Rabi picked up another sausage for Shyla.

He was happy that everyone liked the food he cooked and liked to make it for everyone.

Shyla had a good time with a muffin in one hand and a sausage in the other. She liked to play with her young masters and ladies. They were all very good. They never looked down upon her just because she was the daughter of a servant.

"Have you heard about the ghost yard?" after drinking the juice, she asked.

"Uncle Li has done the ritual. We will be fine," said Mili.

Rabi was so timid that he felt a little scared when he heard that the ghost yard.

"What do you think the ferocious ghost in red looks like?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"I haven't seen the real ghost in red. The person who caught me last time was fake, not the real one." Shyla shook her head. If the real ghost in red really caught her, she would probably die.

"Sis Shyla, are you afraid?" Rabi asked.

"Yes, a little. Mom told me not to get close there, not even to the bamboo grove." Shyla nodded.

"Is there really a ghost in the world?" Mili rubbed her chin and asked in confusion.

"There are many supernatural things that can't be explained by our current science," Dot said seriously.

"Well, our knowledge of nature and the universe is still very limited now. Even if we can't see, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist." Mili nodded.

"Uncle Li must know what's in the ghost yard best. He is the only person who can enter it. But he will never say it out," said Dot.

"So, there is really a ghost in red, right?" Shyla said in a trembling voice.

"Sworn father and aunt Laura had been possessed by the ferocious ghost in red. If there is no ghost, how can we explain what happened to them?" Mili asked in confusion.

"Indeed, the doctor can't find out the cause of their disease at all. Uncle Li helped them get rid of ghosts, and they miraculously recover. This is simply inconceivable. We can only use ghost possession to explain it," Dot said thoughtfully.

"It's so scary. I feel scared every time I think of living in the same place with a ferocious ghost every day," Rabi said in a trembling voice.

"It's okay. The ghost in red has never taken the initiative to ask for anyone's life. Those who had the accident had gone to the outside of the ghost yard and provoked the ghost in red. As long as you don't

go there, you will be fine," Dot said indifferently. He was not afraid of the ferocious ghost in red at all. He just felt curious.

"You are right. As long as we stay away from that place, everything will be fine." Mili agreed.

"I hope so," Shyla said, still a little scared. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

In another room, Essie stood by the window, frowning with a worried look.

"What are you thinking about?" Zac hugged her from behind.

"Coming events cast their shadows before it finally comes," said Essie in a low voice.

"Are you worried about the Xu family?" Zac stroked her head.

"There might be another trouble in the Xu family." Essie sighed heavily.

"Mr. Baron is capable of turning the tide," comforted Zac.

"If we don't get rid of Elizabeth, the Xu family will never have a peace," said Essie.

"Don't worry. There is always a solution. I'm here." Zac patted her on the shoulder.

At this time, another person was also worried.

She waited anxiously until midnight.

She gently pushed Walt aside. Seeing that he didn't respond, Leila got out of bed secretly. These days, her heart was as heavy as a piece of lead.

She had been hesitating since she met Maxim last time. Maxim was right. She knew the temper of the boss. If he knew that she didn't do it because of fear, the consequences would be very serious.

Compared with the punishment after betrayal, it might not be impossible to go to the ghost yard to have a look. They had just finished the ritual, and she might not be unlucky to meet that female ghost again, not to mention that she was prepared this time. She took out a package from the corner of the cabinet and gently measured it up. It was a rune paper and something that could resist evil spirits that had been obtained from temples nearby recently.

These things had taken her a lot of time. Recently, she had been out every day. As Leila thought, she slowly approached the ghost yard.

"Please, don't show up. I'll just take a look and leave."

Leila clenched the arhat statue in her hand and nodded to examine the Buddha pendant hanging on her neck and the Taoist Rune sticking to the corner of her clothes. The one on the back was also there, and the alternative silver cross in the pocket could be taken out at any time.

"Meow!" Leila was startled. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest and she almost couldn't breathe.

A black cat jumped out of the tree. It was a little blurry in the dark night, but its eyes were particularly conspicuous. It stared at Leila in the green light, which made her a little scared.

"Meow!" the cat ran into the bushes and disappeared. Leila breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the ghost yard for a while.

The mottled outer wall of the ghost yard could be vaguely seen.

"Don't look for me. I was forced." As she read the Amitabha, she began to get nervous again.

"It's so late. Why are you here?"

Suddenly, she heard a question, which startled her. She was going crazy. She felt she was almost out of breath. She gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

Who was so hateful! This person was almost frighten her to death. Leila slowly turned her head, trying to see who was talking.

There was no one behind her. What the hell! A cold sweat came out from her forehead, and she felt cold all over her body.

"What are you doing here, Mrs. Laura?"

This time, she could tell that the voice came from the road on the other side of the tree.

Looking in the direction of the voice, through the bushes, one could see a not tall figure standing in the darkness on the other side of the road.

How could it be uncle Li? Leila shivered.

"I... I... Why am I here? I was sleeping in my room. Why am I here?"

Leila was surprised. She looked at uncle Li and then looked around, confused.

"Where am I? Ah, the ghost yard! Why am I here? Am I sleepwalking?"

"Sleepwalking?" Uncle Li looked at her without any expression on his face.

"It must be like this. My mother said that I often sleepwalking at night when I was a child, and I get better after I grew up."

"Don't sleepwalk again. It's very dangerous, especially running around. It's too late. Go back to your room and go to bed. It's not safe to stay in the yard since it is cold."

Uncle Li looked at her and didn't say anything more. He waved his hand at her to go back to her room.