Zhou Lan gently stroked Jiang Gu's little head and hummed a lullaby. When Jiang Xia was young, she often coaxed her to sleep like this. As expected, Jiang Gu fell quiet again after a while.
Looking at Jiang Gu, Zhou Lan's heart ached. She was still thinking about her sister in her dream. She must have been really scared yesterday.
After coaxing her daughter to sleep, Zhou Lan cracked her knuckles.
Jiang Chuan and Jiang Xia opened their eyes one after another, probably because they felt the unusual atmosphere in the room. It was really hot these days, and they felt sticky even though they only slept for a few hours.
Jiang Chuan half-opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Lan. He was instantly frightened by Zhou Lan's murderous aura.
"Darli-"
Before Jiang Chuan could finish his sentence, Zhou Lan stopped him and gestured for him to speak outside the door.
