Tang Yu, sitting on the sofa and hearing her own foolish laughter, felt somewhat uneasy.
By that time, they had already returned from the hospital.
Tang Yu could also get out of bed and take care of herself.
She was especially fond of the quadruplets, constantly hugging and touching them as if they were brand-new dolls—exotic and precious.
The sounds coming from the video allowed one to imagine what she was like at that moment.
It was either kisses or sucks.
It was evident how much she adored the four little darlings she had given birth to.
Tang Yu looked over at Ye Sihan, who was still staring at the computer without moving. His face revealed no expression, making it even harder to guess what was in his heart.
There were several gigabytes of video on the thumb drive. Was he really going to watch them all?
That would take until the afternoon, or perhaps the evening, right?
Was she to accompany him the whole time?
