Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 1096 Noah and Christy Five (3)

Levin didn't know what to say.

And so did Noah.

"Have you found a house?" Noah asked Levin.

Levin nodded.

"When will you move out? Will you come back on the weekend?" asked Ferne.

"Tomorrow," Levin said.

"That's good. I'll help you tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll definitely clean up your room," said Ferne, patting his chest.

"Forget it." Levin looked at Ferne doubtfully and said, "If you go, you'll only ask my dad to do it."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" said Ferne, glaring at Levin.

"Go get the soup," Noah said, patting Ferne on his head.

"OK." Ferne went to get the soup, wearing a pair of shoes that didn't fit his feet.

"Did you tell your parents?" Noah asked Levin.

"No, I haven't." Levin put down his teacup. "They don't care about me, and I don't want to tell them."

"Who said that they don't care about you?" Noah poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Levin. "There are many things that are not what you see. Look at this cup of tea. It looks nothing special, but you can only know its taste when it's in your mouth."

Levin pursed his lips.

"How does it feel?" Noah asked.

Levin did not speak.

"Your father made this." Noah pointed at a box under the tea table. "This is something your mother would take a look at every time she comes over. Open it and take a look."

Levin took out the box and opened it.

It was Levin's photo album in the box.

Many photos were taken after Levin started school in Happisland City and at his graduation.

These were the photos taken secretly by Janessa and Armando, and each of them had words written on the back.

"The school uniform is so cute."

"Levin doesn't look like me at all! Angry!"

"Levin doesn't even smile! He smiled in none of those photos being taken today."

The latest ones were taken at Levin's university graduation ceremony.

Levin remembered that he did not meet them in school, but Janessa and Armando still captured the scene of him sitting in the garden, including that when he talked to Noah. On the back was written, "My son has grown up."

"Levin, everyone expresses his love differently." Noah patted Levin on his shoulder. "You should know that we all treat you as our own child. We all love you very much. Your parents are your biological parents. Their love will only be more than ours, not less than ours."

Levin said, "I know."

Levin and Armando had similar personalities. They were usually silent, but they would silently treat a person especially well and do many considerate things for him.

But on the other hand, Levin also had Janessa's cleverness. After he moved to Happisland City, he would occasionally speak a few words with a poisonous tongue. After being tortured by Ferne a few times, he became much more obedient and livelier. Later, as he grew up, he became more and more like Noah.

In Levin's eyes, Noah was steady, careful, and patient.

This was Levin's understanding of Noah.

Of course, Noah was strong too.

From the moment Noah asked Levin if he wanted to exercise, Levin was ready to accept everything here.

Levin also wanted to become strong, like Noah.

This strength was not to prove anything.

It was just that he wanted to do something for Noah and Ferne.

It was a repay to the kindness of their cultivation.

"You have grown up. I wish you all the best in the future," Noah said as he handed the tea cup over.

Levin picked up the teacup and clinked glasses with him. "Thank you, Dad."

"What are you talking about behind my back? Aren't you coming over to eat? Are you talking bad about me behind my back?" asked Ferne.

"No," Levin and Noah said in unison.

"Oh, I doubt it." Ferne gritted his teeth and looked at the two men.

"Change your shoes." Noah walked over.

"No!" Ferne immediately refused and said, "This is mine, you can wear that one!"

"Let's eat." Noah could only raise his eyebrows and looked at Levin.

Levin shook his head and muttered, "If no one teaches him a lesson every day, he'll keep messing around."

"Levin, what are you muttering about?" Ferne asked.

"I said, this soup is delicious." Levin lowered his head and took a sip of the soup.

"Of course, I did it," Ferne said with pride.

Noah nodded, "Yes, kind of, after all, you served the soup."

"That's right," Ferne muttered.

Levin drank the soup as he watched the two bickering on the table. Levin put on a smile subconsciously.

In Levin's mind, he thought of the photos he had just seen.

Levin was the only son of the Mosby family.

Would Janessa be so cruel that let Noah raise him just because Janessa did not want to take part in his parent-teacher conference?

Levin did not understand at first.

Only when Levin grew up would he understand.

Levin looked at the two men in front of him who were bickering but also smiling.

What was the answer?

It was no longer important.