"Oh, don't be polite. That's right. I'm angry to be polite to me again." Han Tianxiang said.

He sat on the stool in front of Chen Tianlin's bed and looked at Chen Tianlin for a while. He said, "Young man, my daughter has caused you trouble. That's what she is like. This is my father's negligence! I am busy with business every day, and her mother is an artist. Both of them have no time to discipline their children. The child is smart, and let it develop into today's temper. I like dangerous things, which makes me very headache.

"Where, Han Zong's daughter, Ice and Snow, is smart and will...