t you'd like me to translate!After hanging up the phone, Si He hadn't calmed down yet. He still felt that his grandson had become a mystery, someone he couldn't see through."Wen Guanjia still thought..."How dare you hang up on me!"

Song Qiao was enraged and struck again.

Ling Feng glanced at Shao Si, who was still resting in the ward. He could only walk to the corridor outside, tears welling up, and answer the call, preparing for a scolding.

Ling Feng shivered and said, "Madam, I can't guess where the Fourth Young Master is..."really beautiful. You are as delicate as a flower, as beautiful as a fish falling from the sky, and even 'captivating the country and the city' is not enough to describe your beauty. May I ask, is th...