"Hey!"
"What on earth are you doing?"
The little girl's voice was young, and so was her sweet, girlish tone. Her indignant words rang throughout the entire venue.
In an instant.
You could hear a pin drop.
Some people turned around stiffly, their heads creaking as they moved, like blue-faced zombies crawling out of their graves. When they saw Ye Xiaoyao, their expressions crumbled a little.
Even Ye Qingxian's face stiffened for a moment.
When all was said and done, the reason was simple.
Every genius seated here.
Who didn't know what they were doing?
It wasn't all that embarrassing with Ye Qingxian right there.
But getting caught red-handed by the person in question was a little...
I slowly let go of my two daughters' hands.
Ye Ranxing and Ye Zhaoxuan stood obediently where they were, waiting.
They stood very close together, wearing identical dresses with white skirts and red gauzy overlays.
After their mother walked away, the two of them gave a perfectly synchronized huff.
That sound was like a switch. They both turned their heads and faced away from each other, neither willing to look at the other.
The black-and-white angel twins stood out from the crowd. Who could resist such adorable little girls? Wherever they went, they drew countless gazes.
Ye Qingxian's body stiffened. She instinctively wanted to pull the thermos back.
She didn't know why she was nervous.
Wasn't it only natural for a Senior Sister to show off the loving chicken soup her Junior Sister had made?
If she didn't tell anyone else, how would they know what her Junior Sister had done?
Wouldn't that be letting down her Junior Sister's sisterly affection?
Ye Qingxian quickly convinced herself with that logic. As the little girl stormed toward her, she even straightened her back a little,