"Zhaolin, how are you feeling?" Song Yifei asked when she came running to see her husband in the hospital. She was at a social event when she received the call from her husband's assistant that her husband was admitted to the hospital because he had a stroke. Without waiting for anything, she came running to the hospital.
"I-I want to meet those teenagers! H-how d-dare they speak n-nonsense!" Lu Zhaolin was so damn angry that he couldn't even form a complete sense. Even his rebellious son couldn't easily get on his nerves but that little girl sent him straight to the hospital after exchanging a few words with her.
If he had talked to her for a few more seconds she would have sent him straight to heaven!
What kind of parents gives birth to such bratty children? If he knew which man fathered that little girl and boy, he would send the two men straight to jail and sue them for his emotional distress.
