Chapter 904

Draco stared at the painting in front of him. It was a family of six sitting together for a meal.

Sitting at the main seat was him, a white-bearded old man.

Although the brushstrokes were obviously not done by a professional artist, they definitely did not look like they came from a three-year-old child.

Draco immediately nodded proudly. "As expected of my little great-grandson. Such a genius! What a masterpiece of art!"

"We still have half of our genes from Mummy." Miles stuck out his head and said boldly, "It's not all from you."

Draco raised his jaw arrogantly. "If it weren't for my son, no matter how many great genes your mother has, how could they be passed on to you?"

Cough! Cough!

Uncle Ford coughed twice suddenly as if to remind Draco of something.

He suddenly returned to his senses and glanced at Catelyn awkwardly.

Draco cleared his throat and waved at Uncle Ford. "What a lovely painting. I love it! Please take the two young boys to choose a frame for it and hang it u