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Ray waited downstairs for almost an hour until Lynnsey slowly walked out of Nikki's bedroom. She was stunned to see him and asked, "Why haven't you gone to sleep?" Ray was speechless. It was ten now. He was not a child. Why did she think he should go to bed so early? He lightly said, "I chatted with your son just now." Lynnsey walked down the stairs, picked up the toys on the floor, and asked, "What did you chat about?" "He is smart." He paused and added, "It is no exaggeration to say he is a genius." Lynnsey paused, putting away the toys, and asked, "How did you come to this conclusion?" When Liam was under three, he had shown great interest in programming. And the code he had causally written could run. She was so shocked that she immediately let him take an IQ test. The result s