Mishap, Bitten by a Dog? (5)

Zhuang Nainai was kept awake by her fury. Si Zhengting, too, was not asleep yet.

Sitting in the nursery, he gazed silently at the two infants in the cots.

They were almost three months old. They had wrinkly skin when they had been born, but now, both their skins were fair and smooth.

Having gotten the best genes from both him and Zhuang Nainai, these two children had extremely refined features. They were now fast asleep with their fists clenched and their tiny mouths wide open, having had their meal earlier.

The way they were sleeping so soundly troubled Si Zhengting.

Unable to stop himself, he reached out to squeeze their chubby hands. In a distressed tone, he said, "What should I do when I go to work tomorrow? Should I still go as Xu Dazhi?"