章 936: Doesn't Seem Like His Style

Ling Wushang looked at Ling Yichen and smiled. He patted Ling Yichen on the shoulder but didn't say anything else. As a man, how could Ling Wushang not see how Ling Yichen looked at his little sister? But since this kid wanted to stay by his little sister's side, he had to suffer a little.

Ling Wushang's gaze swept past Little White who was lying on Ling Chuxi's shoulder. After a strange light flashed in his eyes, he quickly looked away. When he saw Little Red's little head poking out of Ling Chuxi's bag, looking at back at him with a pair of black eyes, he paused again. What did his little sister bring with her?

"Let's go. I'll bring you in first," said Ling Wushang as he led Ling Chuxi and the others into the room. After taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Elder He, "Elder He, you should know what happened. Take care of it. Thank you."