When Su Nian walked into her office after the meeting, the three little ones were working on a puzzle. Su Nian couldn't figure out what this big thing was supposed to be; they'd been at it for so long and still hadn't completed it.
As soon as Su Nian entered, the three little ones got up quickly from the floor, "Mommy, we have something to discuss with you."
Su Nian raised an eyebrow, casually tidying up the files on her desk, "What is it? Let's hear it."
Since Zheng Haoyu's car accident, although Su Nian had been dragging her feet for a while, she had been quite attentive to the three children. Whether it was their physical development or psychological growth, she tried to handle it all the best she could, playing both father and mother. These days became even more exhausting given that she was also carrying another child.
"We want you to find us a teacher to teach us martial arts." The three little ones stood earnestly in front of Su Nian, their little faces serious and tense.
