The two children could already think reasonably and had become more sensible. They could perceive the meaning behind those scathing words. After all, they were the children of the Lu family, who usually matured early. Thus, they could catch on to Qin Xiaoyue speaking ill of their mother, claiming that she had gone missing and abandoned them.
Just when they became disheartened and were nearly reduced to tears, a tiny palm reached out to grasp both of their small, chubby hands. They looked down to find that it was their younger sister's. Although she was still very young, she had delicate and angelic features that resembled their mother's countenance. She lifted up her tiny head and peered at Qin Xiaoyue with wide, unblinking eyes. Then, the two boys stood in front of their younger sister to shield her.
