When he heard this, Malcolm's face darkened, and he put Lyra's hand in his palm, "If they want to do it, they have to get my permission first. Not everyone can match our daughter."
Some time ago in Mofleunia, Isapston watched his daughter become Harrison's girlfriend. Malcolm still remembered Isapston's expression. He didn't want his daughter to be "abducted" by some brat in the future.
Seeing the emotion in his eyes, Lyra smirked.
She really wanted to see now what Malcolm will do when Molly was married.
The dance on the stage was over, followed by poetry recitation.
Listening to the childish but serious voices of the children was really healing to people's heart.
Three shows were over.
Intermission.
The host came to the stage and started interacting with the parents.
"Today is the graduation day for the senior students of Bestar Kindergarten. I believe all parents are looking forward to their children's performance in kindergarten. Let us now take a look at what kind of memories the children have left in Bestar Kindergarten."
After the host finished speaking, pictures of the children began to flash on the big screen behind him.
When the parents in the seats saw the photos of their children, they all showed happy expressions on their faces.
"Look, that's my son. I didn't expect him to be willing to help his friends in kindergarten."
"That's my daughter. She really looks like an elder sister. These little kids are like devils at home. Only the teachers can make them behave themselves."
Those parents talked about their own children, and Lyra looked at the photos on the stage seriously.
Molly's photos appeared on the screen many times, including photos of her helping teachers organize materials for classmates, and photos of her participating in various activities.
After the photo show ended, the host changed the background of the screen into a picture of celebration.
"Parents, you must have seen your children in kindergarten. Every child is very brave here. Next, please enjoy Molly's dance."
Hearing that it was Molly, Lyra became excited, and took the hand of her son beside her, "It's Molly, Spencer. It's our Molly's solo dance!"
Spencer said calmly, "Mommy, if you speak louder, the people around you may all look at you."
Seeing the eyes of the parents beside her, Lyra smiled slightly with a decent expression.
However, now she was happier than signing a contract worth of hundreds of millions. Maybe this was the happiness of being a parent.
Malcolm put his arms around Lyra's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Honey, Molly is so cute. If we have another daughter, she will be even cuter."
Hearing this, Lyra warned in a low voice, "If you are so unruly, you will sleep in the study tonight."
Malcolm didn't complain, just smiled indulgently and held her hand.
The lights in the venue dimmed again, and the spotlight cast a beam of light on the stage. The little figure danced in the light and shadow.
Molly was dressed in Crana style clothes. Dancing to the music, she perfectly combined with the music.
Looking at her daughter who was already a little beauty, Lyra was filled with emotion.
Molly and Spencer were in her womb for ten months. Lyra gave birth to them with her life. They were gifts from God to her and Malcolm.
Everyone was immersed in Molly's dance and couldn't stop praising.
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