She patted the two little darlings on the head, "Impressive, let's go, let's go downstairs to eat, and then give the present to Dad, okay?"
Miaomiao and Qinqin obediently nodded their heads and took turns to wash up.
As they descended the stairs, the voices of the two children were clear and melodious, like those of songbirds.
Hearing the voices of the children, Li Hanxian turned his head, his thin lips slightly curving upwards, but his blurred vision suddenly turned dark, and he could see nothing.
He clenched the chopsticks in his hand, but showed no sign of it, ever as calm as still water.
"Daddy..."
Qinqin carefully placed the drawing he had done in front of Li Hanxian, "This is my birthday present to you, happy birthday! I hope our whole family is happy and safe!"
The children were still unaware that Li Hanxian had been severely poisoned and would soon leave this world forever.
Rong Shengsheng felt a deep sadness in her heart at this blessing.
