Adrian Zhekova was holding hairy crabs.
Cindy Clarke carried the mooncakes she had made herself.
Little Morgan walked between the two of them, with each of his hands being held by Adrian and Cindy.
Stepping up the three-level staircase and arriving at the entrance of the family mansion, little Morgan couldn't help but take deep breaths.
The anxiety he felt now was more intense than when he met his father's friends and playmates the night before.
Seeing that the usually lively little Morgan had become quiet, Adrian bent down to look at the little guy, whose face was serious and tense.
Even Cindy was constantly taking deep breaths, unable to relax at all.
Adrian knew at this moment that no matter how much he assured them that the family elders would surely like them and not to be nervous, it would be useless.
Therefore, Adrian said nothing more.
Before Cindy and little Morgan could react, he had already pressed the doorbell.
Not giving the two a chance to back out.
