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

"Alright, I won't see you off, then. It's snowing, so be careful of your safety when driving," Wanda reminded.
Luca's nose started to feel tingly. Wanda took care of her before she got married in Japan, and she did a better job taking care of
her than anyone else. She realized that time and tide waited for no man as she saw the gray hair on her temples. The young
ones were starting to grow old too.
She had no way of repaying Wanda for all that she did for her in the past.
"Okay, it's cold. You should go in," said Luca as she looked down and walked out of the gate.
When she returned to her car, she did not have the time to get all sentimental as the three little children were waiting for her to
pick them up.
Luca drove off to pick up Lanie and the others.
The classes that Old Master Crawford enrolled them in were the best in A City, so the three children had classes in separate
locations.
Luca would first pick up Lanie and Rainie, then she would go pick up Tommy.
The moment Tommy got into the car, he kept complaining about how boring the calligraphy class was. After learning that Lanie
and Rainie's extra-curricular classes were fun, he pouted and said, "Brother, come with me to tell Great-grandpa that I want to go
to the same class with you."
Lanie shook his head coolly and refused. "You're too young. It's not suitable for you."
"Why?" Tommy stared at him with his big round eyes. He hated calligraphy.
"Because you can't sit still." Lanie patted his brother's head and stated, "There must be a reason why Great-grandpa wants you
to learn calligraphy."
"The reason would be to bore me to death," Tommy said mercilessly. Then, he looked at Luca with his big innocent sparkling
eyes. "Ms. Luca, why don't you talk to Great-grandpa?"
"I think it's good that you're learning calligraphy. Didn't you say that you envied your dad's neat handwriting?" said Luca as she
remembered everything the children had said before.

"Right, Daddy's handwriting is very nice." There was admiration in Tommy's voice when he mentioned Luke.
"Great-grandpa sent Daddy to learn calligraphy since he was little. Brother, if you want to have nice handwriting, you have to
practice calligraphy. That way, your handwriting will look as good as Daddy's," said Lanie as he smoothly continued Luca's
words.
Tommy's eyes widened. "Why did Great-grandpa never tell me this before?"
“He said it in the past. Back then, we lived with Great-grandpa," said Lanie. When Luke was busy and during the time before
their mother returned, they were put under Old Master Crawford's care.
Old Master Crawford would often talk about Luke in front of them, so they naturally knew more about him than Tommy.
"I also remember that Great-grandpa said that Daddy used to write sloppily like you. He fixed it after learning from a calligraphy
teacher." Rainie nodded.
Tommy frowned. He also wanted to write as nicely as Daddy, but calligraphy was too torturous for him.
"But calligraphy is so boring. How did daddy do it?" he said.
Lanie and Rainie looked at each other and giggled, then Luca replied, "As long as you have the desire to, you can learn to do
well. If you complain about calligraphy every day, how are you going to learn?"
Tommy was determined all of a sudden. He waved his hand and said, "I must do a good job in calligraphy and write as beautifully
as Daddy!"
"Good luck, Brother." Rainie cheered for him, then she looked at Luca and said, "Ms. Luca, are you free tomorrow?"
Luca glanced at the child through the rearview mirror and shifted her focus to the road ahead again. "Yes, what is it?"
"We have a small recital tomorrow, and it's held at Star Carnival. Daddy happens to be away on a business trip, so can you come
to see me perform, Ms. Luca?" said Rainie. All of her friends who learned dance with her said that their parents would go see
their performance, so she wanted Luca to go too.
Luke was far away, so she had no choice. However, she still had her mother, right?
"Sure, I'll send you there," Luca agreed in a heartbeat and thought of pushing back all of tomorrow's plans.

Research may be important, but her children were even more important.
Although she could not be by their sides as their mother, she could still care for them.
"Thank you, Ms. Luca." Rainie smiled sweetly as she was worried that she would get rejected at first.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you for giving me the opportunity to see your beautiful dance," said Luca playfully. She
remembered that Rainie loved to dance when she was younger.
She did not think that she would still like it three years later.
This interest of hers may accompany her for life, which was a good thing.
Rainie heard Luca's words, and a big smile appeared on her face. She knew that their mom still loved them.
After they got home, Luca parked the car, and the children could not wait to get down from the car.
Tommy asked Luca, "Ms. Luca, did you prepare snacks for us?"
Luca was stunned. If not for the incident at the Rayne family's house, she would have prepared snacks for them for sure.
Luca closed the car door and said to him apologetically, "I went out this afternoon, so I couldn't prepare any. I'm sorry, Tommy."
Tommy smiled and shook his head. "It's okay, Ms. Luca. You didn't promise to prepare snacks anyway."
"I'll go make dinner. You kids go play for a while. It'll be done in a bit," said Luca. The kids had finished their school homework
last night, so other than the extra-curricular classes, they could do whatever they want on the weekends.
"Then I'll go practice calligraphy. Today, that old man, no, the teacher gave us homework. He said that we need to write two full
pages and turn them in when we go tomorrow," said Tommy as he hopped into the house.
Rainie and Lanie also followed him in.
After Luca walked into the house and took off her jacket, she walked into the kitchen to see that Aunt Neile was already busy in
the kitchen. As Luca instructed, she did not prepare the dishes but just washed all the vegetables.
"Ms. Craw, you're back," Aunt Neile greeted her.

Luca nodded and looked at the vegetables Aunt Neile washed. She thought about it for a moment and knew what she was going
to make for the kids. She put on the apron and started preparing dinner for the kids.
Aunt Neile stood aside to assist her.
Upstairs.
Rainie took several tutus and walked to Lanie's room in distress. "Lanie, can you help me pick a tutu?"
Lanie put down his book. He looked at her and asked, "Is it for tomorrow's performance?"
"Yes, and I don't know what to wear." Rainie looked at the tutus and scratched her head.
"Aren't they all the same?" Lanie looked at them. They were all white tutus. What was the difference?
"Of course, they're not the same. Look, the styles and the lengths are different." Rainie placed the tutus on the bed. "Lanie, help
me choose now."
"Aren't you supposed to wear the same clothes as the rest for the performance? Why are you trying to stand out?" Lanie looked
at each tutu and had no idea which one to choose. Plus, was this not a girl thing? Why did he have to pick?