"Sister Huan, why is it you? Where is she?" Beitang Yao frowned as he asked over the phone.
"Y-Young Master, Young Madam just put the young master and little miss to sleep. She's definitely exhausted, so I'm the one answering the phone." Sister Huan lied to the Young Master while covering her conscience.
"Is she all right then?" Beitang Yao's tone carried a hint of guilt. Qian Qian had just given birth to three babies; her body must be very weak.
"Nothing's wrong at all!" Sister Huan tried to make her voice sound calm. "Young Master, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. The young master is throwing a tantrum..."
Before Beitang Yao could respond, Sister Huan hung up the phone.
Sister Huan walked over to the crib, looking at the three sleeping babies. After waking up, they had cried a lot because they couldn't see their mommy, and after finally tiring themselves out from crying, they were not sleeping soundly.
