Right after Ling Lan returned to her own room, her already freezing cold expression became even colder. Although she knew her father wouldn't let anything bad happen to her, she still felt uneasy by the fact that things were out of her control. She felt somewhat defeated.
As expected, she couldn't be like her father Ling Xiao, a person able to control everything within a grasp of his hand. She circled around the small living room, seemingly in deep thought for quite a while. She then decided to still find her father to ask what was going on.
"Little Four, help me contact…" Right as Ling Lan was about to ask Little Four to contact Ling Xiao, she suddenly had a thought that maybe Ling Xiao couldn't contact her since he would have contacted her by now.
