The following morning.
After getting out of bed, Qiao Jing packed the two little ones' luggage and placed it into two backpacks.
Zhan Qipei was responsible for making breakfast.
When Pingping and Anan woke up, they saw two new backpacks by their sides.
Qiao Jing received the little ones' puzzled gazes and revealed a faint smile.
"This is my farewell gift to you. Later, Brother Zhan will take you to the orphanage."
The two little ones nodded sensibly. Despite their reluctance to separate, they just hugged Qiao Jing without delaying her from going to work, and they tried hard not to let the tears in their eyes fall.
After arriving at the institute, Qiao Jing felt somewhat empty.
She hadn't been apart from Pingping and Anan for even an hour and already felt the emptiness.
If, in the future, the three babies were to step into society and grow up on their own, away from her, wouldn't she feel even more reluctant to let them go?