An Lan was stunned by the words; she thought she was the one who had helped two children, but as it turned out, it was she who was repaying a debt of gratitude her mother once owed.
"These two children are now our own," said Huo Zhanting, knowing what An Lan was thinking. He walked over to her, took her hand, and spoke, emphasizing each word.
At that moment, An Lan snapped back to reality.
She nodded at Huo Zhanting. Looking at the eyes of the two children, in addition to the original pity and love, there was now a hint of subtle joy. She was grateful that she had softened her heart to help the two children; otherwise...
At the thought, a smile blossomed on her face.
It wasn't until six or seven in the evening that the two children woke up. Seeing such a big house, they couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Feng Mumu was so happy that she ran around the living room, and the originally quiet space echoed with the child's giggling laughter.
