Su Qianci pouted, did not speak, and silently clenched the hand of Li Sicheng, sobbing.
"When your father comes back, I'll ask him to whip you. I'm so mad!" The old man put the cane down, looking angry.
Liu Sao hadn't seen Li Sicheng for a long time, her eyes red, she said, "Okay, the important thing is your back. Grandpa, take a rest." The old man snorted and walked to the sofa with his cane.
Finally done. Su Qianci breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the two boys who had been standing still, and waved at Li Jianqian, "Dasu, come over."
Li Jianqian heard it but did not move, staring at the tall man next to Su Qianci. Li Sicheng also looked at him with a pair of deep eyes. After gazing at each other for a long time, Li Jianqian first asked unkindly, "You are my father?"
Li Sicheng heard the tone of the little guy, slightly raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and asked, "What do you think?"
