After Jiang Xiaowu left, Yu Wan went to look for her sons.
Ever since they found out that their baby fox was of the same breed as the one in the beast garden, the little fatties had been hugging the little fox all day long. They carried it everywhere. The three brothers took turns to hug it. There was also the little sick cat that they had adopted back then. Yu Wan had used a cinnabar to draw the word "Wang" on its forehead, so the little fatties treated it as a baby tiger and couldn't bear to part with it.
Yu Wan had just walked to the entrance of the garden when she heard the three little fat fellows laughing like pigs. They had never laughed so loudly in the manor before. Were they really having fun with the two little beasts?
If her sons were happy, she would be happy too.
Yu Wan's lips subconsciously curled into a smile as she walked into the garden.
