The three little ones fled to Qiao Yi's room.
The room's gentle allure was all focused on Qiao Yi. The maternal glow emanating from her face was becoming more intense; every smile and frown was unimaginably gentle.
She sat on the sun-drenched bay window, with a knitting tutorial placed on a low table, holding needle and thread, diligently knitting a scarf.
With the New Year approaching, she planned to knit a scarf for each family member as a New Year's gift.
The three little ones snuggled up to her and recounted what had happened in George's suite earlier.
Qiao Yi laughed and said, "Big Brother is a person who knows his boundaries. Even if he's alone in a room with Heather, he would certainly behave with propriety. You shouldn't worry too much. A bunch of kids shouldn't worry about adult matters."
Zaizai and Guaibao listened well to Qiao Yi.
However, Ruby still felt uneasy.
