The Father of the Children Is Back

Qiao Nan had gradually adapted to juggling between her studies and her family, and she had gotten back on track.

"Madam, you have reached." Qiao Nan would shuffle between Peking University and the Zhai family's residence every day. The chauffeur at the Zhai family was fast becoming Qiao Nan's personal chauffeur.

Qiao Nan closed the book, placing her pen on the page where she stopped. "Sure, thank you."

Qiao Nan got down from the car while the chauffeur parked the car in the garage.

Qiao Nan carried a heavy schoolbag on her back. She was just about to open the door to the house when she heard the crying sounds of Er Bao.

The triplets were more than two months old and one could tell the difference in their personalities.

Da Bao had a similar personality to his father. Though young, he behaved like a big brother. He would only make a few sounds when he was hungry or when he soiled diapers. But he would not continue to cry his guts out.