The string of words sent a jolt through Jiang Rufeng, leading the hardened alpha to whip around, his face a canvas of shock. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he met his wife's scowling gaze.
"Oh, Jianshen, it's just..."
He clutched the soft candies behind his back like a squirrel desperately trying to shield a stolen nut, but Xie Jianshen, with the swiftness of a hawk, snatched them from his grasp.
"No candies before bed," he announced.
Ignoring his helpless husband, he took both boys by their hands and dragged them toward his own bed chamber. "Rufeng, sleep in your own chamber tonight."
"..."
Jiang Rufeng only dared to heave a sigh after his wife and his twin nephews were out of sight.
With a decisive turn, he strode off to his private quarters. These were graciously allocated for his use whenever the Heavenly Emperor didn't require his presence.