In the backstage chatter...
The parents of the little class (4) have all found their own children.
Huang Jun's gaze also shuttled through the crowd, finally landing steadily on his two precious daughters, who had just changed back into their everyday clothes.
The two little girls had crystalline beads of sweat covering their foreheads, their hair was dampened by sweat, sticking in curls to their cheeks, and their originally delicate makeup appeared somewhat mottled under the dampness.
"Papa~"
Qingqing recognized Huang Jun in the crowd at once and couldn't help but let out a joyful call.
Having just finished her performance, she felt as if she had put down a heavy burden, relaxed and carefree, like a little bird released from its cage, and she swiftly bounded toward Huang Jun.
Weiwei heard her sister's shout, and immediately turned her head, seeing Huang Jun's figure.
Her eyes lit up instantly, and a radiant smile blossomed on her face.
The next second...
