Ever since someone had blurted out that my two daughters could be made into fried eggs, my emotions had been on the verge of falling apart...
It was kind of like an animal in a state of panic.
There was a very vivid way to put it.
Xiaoyao now was like a tiger with its fur permanently standing on end, keeping everyone away from the two eggs she had laid.
Even Qing Ye and Yangyang, the ones closest to her, were watched like a hawk in every word and deed.
Yangyang looked at the little girl curled up in the corner of the bed, clutching her two eggs, and tried to awaken her maternal love.
"Mom."
I just stared at Yangyang without saying a word.
Yangyang tentatively took a step forward. "It's me, Yangyang..."
Qing Ye suddenly appeared and pulled Yangyang back. "That's enough. She's in a state of panic right now. Don't provoke her any more."
Yangyang lifted her head, confused. "But Yangyang is Mom's daughter too."
Qing Ye fell silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
"Your mom's reaction is a bit like a spirit beast's instinct to protect its young when it's been deeply startled. And, well, you're the daughter your mom had in her previous litter. Whether it's a spirit beast or an animal, they'll drive the previous litter's young away before the next one is born..."
What? Yangyang's eyes widened.
Sh-she was going to be driven out?
She was only a little over a year old, and they were already going to set her loose?
Even from far away, I stayed silent, biting my lower lip.
In Qing Ye's eyes, Junior Sister was curled into a ball, her frail body shielding her two eggs as she watched Qing Ye and Yangyang warily from