Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 687

Emily stared at the ants for a long time. She broke a piece of sugar and threw it on the ground. Not long after, a group of ants came over and worked hard to move it, one after another. The black ants formed a small line. If one was not careful, one could trample them to death. The ants were small and weak.

A person cast a shadow. Emily did not move. She only heard a man's low and pleasant voice. "What are you looking at so attentively?"

Emily pointed at the ants and said, "I think they should be a family. These two are father and mother. This is brother, and this is sister. They are uncle, aunt, and grandparents. Look at them. They are all carrying sugar on their backs. They are trying hard to take the sugar home. There are younger brothers and younger sisters at home. They are hungry and waiting for food."

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her head to look at the tall man standing under the sunlight. "Just like you and my mother, you will always bring me food when you go out. You will always give the best things to me."

Vincent knew what she meant and frowned. He did not care that she considered him as an elder, like Donna.

Emily might think of Maury.

But to his surprise, Emily did not mention Maury. She just looked at the ants quietly and watched them keep busy till all the sugar was removed. The black line finally slowly disappeared.

"Do the ants know that we are watching them?" Her question was very simple and full of childishness, "Do they know that we are much larger than them? Could it be that they don't know what we are?"

She picked up a small ant and placed it in her palm to observe. "If an ant has thoughts, what would it think? Would it think where there is sugar tomorrow? Or would it think if it would rain tomorrow? Would its home be washed away? Or would it think, where is it? Why is it here? Where are its parents?"

Vincent said with a sigh, "Let's go to see your father."

Emily put down the ant. Her eyes revealed a trace of cunning.

She was a girl full of spirituality. He and her mother did not like to mention many things. She would always find a way to "inadvertently" let them detect her intentions. She could be considered an eccentric little girl. But when she grew up, her personality was not likable. She deliberately wrapped herself up and only removed her disguise in front of the people close to her. She would be tense and did not truly relax sometimes.

She had got along with Vincent for a long time these days, so she naturally revealed her real personality.

The day before yesterday, they went out to stroll around the night market and came back. On the way home, they saw someone proposing to his girlfriend on the road. Many passers-by stopped to watch. Emily stretched her neck and could not see. She turned her head and saw a little girl at the age of five or six sitting on her father's neck. The little girl was very happy.

Emily stretched out her hand and tugged at Vincent.

Vincent tilted his head, glanced at the father, frozen. "You want to ride on me?"