"Luowa, wake up! Stop glaring and fuming here!" Tong Yao gently nudged Long Che. "Go check if your granddaughter is awake."
At the mention of his granddaughter, Uncle Che's face immediately lit up with a smile. He looked up toward his son and daughter-in-law, who were still standing on the second floor. "Rui'er, I heard from your mom that yesterday Sangyu and Ziyan could say 'Daddy' already!"
"I'm eager to hear it too. I'll go check if they're awake. You don't need to come up."
"They're in the nursery. They woke up once at four o'clock, and I didn't bring them back to our room."
Tong Airui smiled and led Yi Luowa to the nursery.
The two little ones were still asleep. Tong Airui leaned over the crib, gazing at the twins—his expression so tender that Yi Luowa felt a bit jealous.
"Logically speaking, I carried them for so many months. They should have learned to say 'Mommy' first."
