The little one was terrified of this unfamiliar environment and the strangers around her; she longed for the warm embrace of her mommy and the familiar, gentle voice.
Arthur wanted to help, but he was too young and felt utterly powerless.
He could only hold his sister tightly and glare fiercely at the nearby servants and He Hua, "Bad people, you, bad people…"
When He Hua saw the fierce demeanor of the little boy, which almost exactly resembled that of her young master, she couldn't help but speculate, could these two children really belong to the young master?
But then, who could have borne the young master's children?
Could it be Miss An, whom she took care of two years ago?
It's just a pity that Miss An has been missing for two years, and no one knows where she is.
He Hua hoped that these children were Miss An's, and hoped they belonged to no other woman.
