"Wife! How did you get here! When did you arrive! It's such a long way, you must be exhausted! Why didn't you tell me in advance so I could come pick you up!" Ling Tian'ao immediately grabbed her, fawning as he spoke.
"Ha! Wasn't I in America getting attacked and almost dying! Where would I find the strength to tell you I was coming back!" Xia Zhisu said sarcastically.
"What kind of way is that to talk! Who spread that rumor!" Ling Tian'ao swept a cold glance at the other young man at the door.
That young man had been staring at An Ziqing the whole time, looking quite entertained.
He completely ignored the look his own father shot at him.
That look was so scary—who'd dare go over and greet her!
"Exactly! Who spread that rumor! They almost tricked my precious son into going to America! And almost got the woman he loves killed in prison!" Xia Zhisu finished in a mocking tone, then walked up to Ling Chuan. "How useless can you be, you can't even protect your own woman!"
