Su Nian was particularly speechless, as a mother, she was too embarrassed to interrupt the children's enthusiasm.
After eating the breakfast made by Su Nian, she took the three children and found Zheng Haoyu's car in the underground garage. It wasn't a Rolls Royce Phantom, nor a Maserati, but a Bentley sports car. The pure white color looked very comfortable. After years of honing, Su Nian had shed some of her arrogant aura, although she had enough reasons to be arrogant.
When Su Nian brought the three sons with a thermos to the ward, she found someone there. From the crack of the ajar door came the sound of Zheng Haoyu talking to them. Su Nian looked at the children and pointed to a few benches in the distance. It seemed that Zheng Haoyu had understood what she had said to him, so he let the two elders visit him.
Su Nian felt somewhat happy, thinking Zheng Haoyu probably had some explaining to do to the two elders. She paused for a moment, then walked toward her three sons.
