Anne

The Leung Family. In the Spring afternoon, in the long corridor on the second floor. Two balls of meat were stumbling and running to the door, muttering vaguely, "Mommy, mommy..." "Young master, young miss, slow down..." Behind them, a group of nannies followed. They were afraid that the little master would fall and bump into something. Then suddenly, two balls of meat stopped. The two little ones raised their heads and looked at the person in front of them...who was as tall and as straight as a mountain... Naturally, it was their father. "Daddy... " Arthur the toddler with the shorter hair, just stared at his father without saying anything. The long-haired Austin immediately hugged her father and cried out in a childish voice. That voice could melt a man’s heart. Justin picked up his daughter and gestured to her. "Shh... Let’s be quiet. Mommy is still sleeping..." Arthur frowned. It seemed that he couldn't understand why his mother was still sleeping at this time. Justin rubbed his so