On the way here, she had already learned that Shuang Hua was a Holy Female.
A Holy Female from a Super Tribe, with no Beast Husband, lacking resources, and unable to even produce a few decent beast hides—there had to be a story behind it.
Seeing the undisguised tenderness and affection in Shuang Hua's eyes as she looked at the cubs, Bai Wanwan's heart stirred.
She took a step forward, affectionately taking Shuang Hua's somewhat cold hand to stop her from rummaging further. Her smile was warm and sincere. "Aunt Shuang, please don't trouble yourself! You really don't need to get anything else. Look,"
She pointed to the thick, warm beast-hide cushions and blankets they had brought with them, which Yan Lie and Hua Han had already arranged. "We brought our own, and we have enough! Please don't worry about it. Just come sit down and rest."
She pulled Shuang Hua down to sit on the edge of the bed.
