C395 The Iron Tree Bloomed

Soong Chichi immediately put on a stern face. "Grape, what are you talking about? The one who should be looking at the brain should be your uncle, right?"

Chen Putao suppressed her breath. The emotions in her heart were mixed.

It had been more than 20 years, and Little Uncle, the fifth son of the Diamond King, finally understood. The family had tried to stuff him with many women