Outside, someone shouted, "Zicong, it's me, I brought you breakfast."
Hearing the voice of a strange woman, the two children woke up from a nightmare, and with a loud swish, lifted the blanket and sat up from the floor.
Wa Zicong turned back and gave them a meaningful look.
The two little ones locked eyes with him.
Wa Zicong said to him, "She's a woman who hates your mom very much. What do you think she'll do to you?"
Isabel, hearing this, was scared and about to cry again, tightly clinging to the clothes of the second monkey child, "Xiaobai, are we going to be miserable—"
This young lady seemed certain that women were more ruthless than men.
The second monkey swallowed hard, "My dad and mom will come to my rescue—"
Wa Zicong snorted coldly, knowing the child resembling a polar bear was clearly at his limit of tolerance. He reached out, pulled, and opened the door.
