C223 What the Hell Do You Think You Are Doing

Soong Zhenguo didn't believe it at all. This was his daughter who was as beautiful as a flower?

Why was her face covered in blood? It was as if she had been eaten by a wild beast.

He still sat paralyzed on the spot and looked at Soong Lingyu doubtfully, "You, you really are Lingyu?"

"Dad, it's me. Can't you hear my voice?"

Soong Lingyu did not know that because of the poison of the ice lily