If Tang Moyu knew that taking the twins home without letting them bid goodbye to Qin Jiran would lead to this situation, she should've woken them up before leaving Qin Jiran's place. However, a part of her also knew that the two would also throw a fit right then and would make it hard for her to take them home.
She was wondering if their interest in Qin Jiran was because of the lack of a father figure in their lives, but she quickly disregarded that thought.
The little buns had never asked her about their father. She was curious as to why they weren't asking her, but was also relieved that they hadn't because truth to be told, Tang Moyu also has no idea how to explain their conception.
"Auntie Lu, please dress the twins while I go get my car keys," she told the twins' nanny before telling Little Star to cease her crying.
The two little buns stopped crying simultaneously upon hearing her words. Mommy never lied to them, so they were glad they'd get to see Uncle Ji again.
Sighing to herself, Tang Moyu admitted to herself that she was truly defeated when it came to her children's wishes.
Meanwhile at North Star Complex...
Feng Tianyi finished his evening routine by washing the dishes, taking a bath, and finishing his laundry. He was ready to retire for the night but he suddenly felt that his home was empty and lonely after Tang Moyu left with the two little buns.
By this time he should be writing his novel, but remembering how his laptop basically ended up dead after the spill at the cafe, Feng Tianyi had nothing to do but to sleep early.
For a while, he wondered if he was starting to miss the company of other people after his long isolation since his accident. He shook his head and scoffed to himself.
Impossible. No one would like his company. It was just a mistake that the two little buns took a liking to him.
There was nothing special about it and soon enough they would forget the uncle who helped them at the cafe.
Anyway, he was already used to living alone so it wasn't new for him.
The doorbell rang again, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Who was visiting him at this time?
Thankfully he was already dressed to sleep and hadn't shifted from his wheelchair to his bed yet. He wheeled his wheelchair outside his room, down the hallway to the front door. He was stunned as he pulled the door open.
Tang Moyu was standing outside his door again with Xiao Bao and Little Star on each of her arms.
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