The heavy, dark atmosphere in the room lifted slightly. Everyone in the room quietly breathed out a sigh of relief. Hu Yan, who had been holding his breath and panicking all this time, finally relaxed his massive shoulders.
Supporting herself on Hu Yan's arm, Su Qinglan also let out a deep breath, wiping a stray tear from her eye.
But... as she slowly stood up to her full height, the soft warmth in her eyes disappeared in an instant.
Her gaze slowly swept across the quiet room. It landed first on the two guilty, shivering tiger cubs sitting on the floor.
Then, her sharp eyes shifted and locked onto the equally guilty, sweating Mo Xiao Li, who was still trying to look invisible.
The room gradually became quiet again.
After crying and vomiting so much, the two little tiger cubs were completely exhausted.
Before long, Xiao Er fell asleep in Hu Yan's arms, his tiny chest rising and falling softly.
