Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 440 The Heartwarming Interaction Between the Father and the Twins

The two children, still dressed in cartoon print pajamas, were sitting on the couch in the living room and doing their

homework.

They did not have to go to school today, but they were used to waking up early.

They remembered what their father told them: Mommy needed to sleep in because she was pregnant with a baby,

and they could not go into the bedroom to disturb her.

That was why they went to the living room to do their homework after they woke up.

They did not want to use the study because the living room would be the best place to see their mother after she

woke up.

Luke saw his children busy doing their work as he stepped down the stairs.

Lanie was focused on a book of math problems. He would be entering the first grade after the new school year

started, but he was an intelligent boy, and his academic capabilities were that of a child in third or fourth grade

Meanwhile, Rainie was painting something with a watercolor brush on a snow-white piece of paper.

On the paper was a half-drawn colorful underwater world.

The little girl was talented in art, and she had a vivid imagination, as though she inherited her artistic genes from

Bianca...

Luke was comforted by the sight of his two children.

The two children heard the sound from the staircase and turned their heads to look at their father.

Rainie ran over joyfully and showed her drawing to him. "Daddy, do you think that my drawing is pretty? In another

week, I'll be joining the finals of the A City Children's Drawing Competition..."

Earlier, Rainie had gotten first place in the preliminaries and earned herself a spot in the finals.

She was overjoyed about it.

Luke looked at his daughter’s drawing seriously and ruffled the little girl's hair.

His daughter was becoming prettier. Her petite face with fair and delicate skin, those big and animated eyes, and

the small but high nose were Bianca's spitting image.

Her gaze when she was thinking of something was like a cunning little fox. Luke really liked that look.

Luke gave his objective opinion. ' Not bad, you've improved a lot since the last time, but you can't be prideful. Keep

on working hard and produce better works."

Rainie's brush strokes might be childish, but she had a vivid imagination. She made the cast underwater world

vibrant and mysterious.

"Mm, I'll do my best. Thank you, Daddy!" The little princess cheerfully ran back to the couch after receiving her

father’s praise.

Lanie closed his book of math problems and looked at his authoritative father respectfully. "Daddy," he called out

gently.

"Have you finished yesterday's problems?" Luke sat next to Lanie and inspected the book.

Lanie’s little shoulders were straight. His clear eyes looked at his father, and he felt anxious.

Luke checked the most difficult problems. To his surprise, the boy got them all correct.

Even so, he said impassively, ’Not bad."

Luke had discovered that his son had an acuity for numbers, and the little boy’s mental calculation abilities were as

strong as his. He was very keen on cultivating those strengths, and that was why Lanie had to do a lot more work

than Rainie.

He could see that his son was aggrieved. In a rare display of affection, Luke patted Lanie's head. "Do you think that

I'm treating you and your sister differently? Do you think that I'm giving you a lot of homework every day? Have you

wanted to ask me why your sister gets to play every day, but you can't?" 1

Lanie shook his head, but he was biting his lip.

"You're the eldest grandson of the Crawford family. You will most likely be the heir to T Corporation, and you will

shoulder a much heavier responsibility than other people. You're a little man now, and you'll be in charge of

protecting your sister, your Mommy, and the baby in Mommy's womb... You might think that it's tough to learn so

many things now, but they'll bring you a lot of benefits in the future. We are men, and we should be able to bear

the responsibility handed to us. You are a smart boy, Lanie, and you should understand what I say. There are no

cowards in the Crawford family, do you understand?"

As the heir to the Crawford family business, Lanie would be subjected to a lot of pressure.

If he could not handle the pressure of solving math problems, how was he going to helm a multinational

corporation in the future?

A spoiled and pampered child that did not have to suffer hardships would only grow up to become a useless

individual. Luke did not want that to happen.

Any son of Luke would have to be an eagle, able to soar in the skies of this merciless world.

Lanie nodded. He did not entirely understand what his father said.

He was too young to understand everything, though he could remember what his father said. He had to work hard

to protect his Mommy and younger siblings.

Lanie clenched his fists and swore that he would work harder.

Luke saw the flash of determination in his son's eyes. He gently pinched Lanie's tender cheeks and made a phone

call for food delivery.

He was too busy to cook in the kitchen. Moreover, he did not have any talents in cooking.

Considering that Bianca was pregnant, Luke did not want her to wake up early every morning to make breakfast for

the family.

He had requested Jason to find a dependable housekeeper for the family.

However, ever since the infamous arson case, every housekeeping agency became a lot stricter in filtering its

employees. Even so, Luke was worried that the housekeepers might not be up to standard and cause harm to

Bianca and the baby.

Not only did Jason have to do a background check on the housekeeper, but also do a thorough check on their family

and close relations.

Of course, that would take a lot of time.

Bianca finally woke up close to ten o'clock. She stepped down the staircase on her slippers and saw Luke helping

the children with their homework.

Bianca felt warmth in her heart when she saw the interaction between the father and the two children. That

alleviated the worry and fear in her heart...