"Dad..."
"Dad..."
The two little ones, no longer restricted, immediately rushed toward Xia Hong. Of course, because their walking was still unsteady, it was more of a stumbling crawl than a rush.
"No worries, you all go about your business. I've got my eye on them!"
Seeing Han Yue and the others looking so nervous, Xia Hong waved them off, signaling that everything was fine. Then he clapped his hands towards his son and daughter, encouraging them to continue walking toward him.
Whether it was due to the girl's naturally weaker physique or not, Xia Yuyao, despite her efforts, was overtaken by her brother. In no time, she was left behind by about three or four meters.
"Wah wah wah..."
Seeing her brother about to reach their father's arms first, Xia Yuyao sat down on the ground and started wailing loudly.
