C1253 Whitehaired Man We Suspect You
Hearing his daughter's voice, Hee Bingxuan's face softened into a loving smile, a stark contrast to his earlier calm demeanor. He glanced toward the door and then looked back at Su Xuanjing. "That girl must be worried I'll scold you."
"Even if you do, it's only for Xuanjing's own good," Su Xuanjing replied with a gentle smile, rising as Hee Bingxuan stood
