Holding a child's hand on her each side, Nina went downstairs and saw Helen in a hurry, not knowing what she was going to do.
"Helen, where are you going?"
Hearing the sound, Helen stopped and looked at Nina, who was holding two cute kids and coming down alone. But she didn't see John, and her expression changed slightly.
"I'm going to the kitchen. Mrs. Nina, why didn't Mr. John come downstairs?"
"He is a little tired and is still sleeping."
"Hasn't Mr. John gotten up yet?" Helen was shocked again and murmured to herself, "It seems that we need to make more soup."
"Mrs. Nina, I'm going to the kitchen." Helen quickened her pace to the kitchen.
Nina was just confused and took the children to the dining room.
"Mom, is Dad tired from work?" Van asked with concern.
Nina nodded, "Yes, We're busier at the end of the year."
"Okay." Van nodded in confusion. He didn't understand why they would be busier at the end of the year, but he wanted to help his father. "Mom, what can I do for Dad?"
With a smile, Nina said, "That's great, Van. You and your brother should eat and sleep well, go to school well. That's what you can help your dad and I every day. Let's talk about other things when you grow up."
"Why do we have to wait until we grow up? Van and I are very powerful now." Don asked in c
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. Michelle's hand was between the two, which was really warm as if she was sitting by the burning fire.
But she knew her hand was too cold to touch him directly, so Leon held her with brute force.
Van and Don looked at each other and silently followed their servants who took them away.
However, Don was not reconciled at all. He would look back at the snowman that he hadn't finished yet once he took every step forward.
He was very reluctant to give up.
Then he glared at his uncle angrily.
The two people hugged each other, standing in the snowy world. The servant who was responsible for holding an umbrella didn't dare to destroy the atmosphere, so she left silently.
Several snowflakes fell on Leon's dark hair.
When Michelle raised her head, she saw him and said softly, "Leon..."
Leon looked down at her timid eyes and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"
Hearing his gentle voice, Michelle immediately became bold. She asked in sweet tone, "Is there any snowflakes on my head?"
Leon took a glance at it and said, "Yes, I'll help you take them off."
He raised his hand, but it was grabbed by Michelle's hands. "Don't do that. Leon, there are also snowflakes on your head, white, I also have. "
She smiled sweetly.
"Leon, we are going to be together until our hairs turn white."
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