The atmosphere in the villa was tense and heavy. Little Yu followed Qiu Tong nervously and fearfully, refusing to let go of her fingers.
Qiu Tong sensed their emotions and comforted the children gently. "It's alright, Mommy will accompany you here."
"Even if bad people dare to come here, Mommy will beat them back!"
Qiu Tong picked up two fairy tale books from the bookshelf and pointed to the bedroom. "Now, all good children should be in bed now. Mommy will read you a story, okay? Who wants to hear a fairy tale?"
Little Yu immediately raised her hand. Qiu Xingqiao said in a low voice, "We don't want to hear stories about princesses and princes anymore. We want to hear stories about heroes…"
Qiu Tong burst out laughing. She was moved by the children's innocence and carried them back to the bedroom. She coaxed them, "Alright, as you please."
Half an hour later, Qiu Tong came out of the bedroom quietly and closed the door.
