The Tyrant, Mischievous Mrs. Lin and her Triplets.

"Miss, have you ever gotten any injuries around your head or skull?" he curiously inquired and keenly watched her sophisticated moves.

Even her eating wa always very elegant and sophisticated, it came from many years of being an aristocratic young Miss or from a rich family.

"Head injury? Not that I think of.. why ask about that?" She turned around to face An Tang who seemed to be recovering rather well his complexion looked well now.

"Oohhh I thought your head is abit exaggerated and looking bigger at the back." He lightly smirked as his devilish eyebrow was raised, from that smile no one could tell what he was thinking.

"Hahahaha.. you are really funny And Tang." She simply laughed off unrestrained not feeling restricted to any royal manners that could condemn her for being mannerless.

Her right cheek dimple sunk in lightly showcasing a pearl of white teeth as she smiled warmly.

Yes she was really very beautiful without any pretence nor restrains.

"Eeehh.. An Tang, you guys have never told me where you came from." She drank the soup as she lowered the bowl from her lips and licked her lips seductively and her plump rosy lips shone and glistened from the oil.

An Tang just watched her for a while before looking into her eyes, "We came from another Realm far from here."

He gave out a simple answer as he didn't know how to explain some things like that for her to understand and also he didn't know where she came for, so he didn't want to awaken any unwanted memories.

"Oohhh? A Kingdom?" She raised her eyebrows intrigued while her sweet smile never left her face.

"Yeah we belong to a bit larger Kingdom in another Realm." He nodded his head and looked at her curiously.

What if she belongs to one of the existing Kingdoms, what if she was a princess of royalty.

"I haven't heard of Kingdoms, I bet it must be a beautiful place.." she sipped her soup enjoying every tiny bit.

"Oohh.. it's really beautiful but not as beautiful as this forest." He nodded his head as they enjoyed the quietness.

"Hahaha, you are really a sweet spoken person." They all laughed.

In the Tuna Village Camp, Lin Juan was the first one to wake up, feeling drowsy, he opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings.

He wanted to rub his eyes gently from the assaulting lights that came from the chandeliers, he hadn't switched them because of how insecure Lin Hong felt and thought maybe it was best to leave them on, but felt them restrained.

He turned his face to look on his left side and saw Lin Hong using it as a pillow and cuddled up tightly.

On his right hand side, Lin Huang also curled up closely on his chest.

He sighed lightly before pecking their foreheads without startling them.

"Good morning daddy.." Lin Hong opened his eyes and greeted him sweetly as he reached for his chin and kissed it.

"Mnnhh.." he nodded his head and looked at those eyes that were sparkling with a new life and determination, he could tell he was in good spirits which was good in his current situation.

His eyes were unfocused but still shone brightly with innocence, "you can sleep more.." he caressed his shoulder.

Lin Hong lightly felt disappointed, his father wasn't as enthusiastic as he was when he woke up and realized for the first time in his life, his father accompanied him the entire night and slept together.

His eyes stung a little feeling a bit low and despondent, he was optimistic but he didn't know when his mother would return.

But what if she never returns back to them? What if she is no longer alive? He wanted to hope for her to return but again he had no hopes, he had always felt envious of other kids who were accompanied to school by their fathers or doing some shopping together.

He had always yearned for that, but he could tell his father cared for them, but what if their mother never returns does that also means that he will abandon them.

Lin Juan who was preoccupied suddenly felt some clinging warmth on his silk night gown.

He looked at Lin Hong who was deeply hiding in his arm.

"What's the matter my boy? Are you feeling unwell?" His panicked voice sounded as he sat up startling Lin Huang who was laying beside him.

"I'm fine.." he mumbled lightly as he couldn't stop tears falling down his cheeks, his weak shoulders quivered.

"My son, if you have anything bothering you just tell me, don't cry anymore and if it's your eyesight I will try to find a solution for them, I won't let you be blind forever." This is one thing he had to do as his father, it was his responsibility.

"I don't want! I don't want!" He pushed him away as he crawled out of his arms, this is not what he wanted, this is not it! Not it!

His sudden outbursts caught Lin Juan off guard, he raised his eyebrows in panic, he has never seen him burst out like this.

"Calm down my son! I will do anything you want." He spoke out as he knelt on the bed feeling flustered, he tried to reach out to him but Lin Hong roughly moved backwards.

"I don't want that! That's not what I want!" He mumbled as he shook his head, it was as if no matter what words he used to comfort him with fell on deaf ears.

That's not what he wanted! He wanted his father to accompany them and acknowledge them, he wanted him to love and care for them and not for the sake for his mother.

He didn't want everything to be related to his mother, he even felt maddened sick remembering how she had left them so heartlessly.

"I don't want! I don't want that! I said I don't want!" He screamed out maniacally as he fumbled around wanting to climb off the bed.

Lin Juan teleported and showed infront of him as he knocked him out, he couldn't understand what was going on nor could he tell what wild thoughts raced through his mind.

"Dad.. Lin Hong is really a good boy, it's just.. just that.." how could he put those words without hurting anyone.

He got lost in his thoughts, Lin Juan carried Lin Hong as he returned back to the upper side of the bed.

"It's okay Lin Huang, you can clean up and go have breakfast first." He might not have been a dad in his previous life but he is learning now and one thing he understood was that children always tend to think too much.