The two younger brothers were very curious about Zhan Qiaoyu's actions.
As soon as they got out of the car, the two of them tugged at him and asked softly, "Big brother, what were you looking at through the car window just now?"
Zhan Qiaoyu, sandwiched between his two brothers, lowered his voice and whispered, "I think I just saw someone who might be our mommy."
"Where? Where?"
Zhan Qiaoze and Zhan Qiaomo immediately turned their little heads and looked around.
"Gone." Zhan Qiaoyu shook his head, his little eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I couldn't find her, maybe I was mistaken."
The two younger brothers pouted and were instantly a bit disappointed.
Seeing his three sons not catching up, Zhan Qipei paused his steps, turned around, and saw the three huddled close, whispering as if they were plotting something.
