Whether it was him or Tang Yuxin, they were both usually very busy. If they didn't get a good night's sleep, they wouldn't have the energy during the day. Both their jobs required a high concentration of mental energy; otherwise, accidents could happen.
So, the chances of those two little ones sleeping with their mom and dad were actually quite low. Besides, their grandfather was there too.
As for Tang Yuxin, at the moment, she was sitting in the study, flipping through the ancient books that Chen Zhong had left for her. Some of these books were part of her personal collection that had survived a flood, and others were what Chen Zhong left her before his death, as well as what she had collected from various places over the years.
Not too many or too few, they filled a whole bookshelf.
In her previous life, she had also attempted suicide with pesticides a few times but never survived, even after various treatments were attempted. The toxins were still corroding their bodies.
