He hugged her in front of his chest.
Water droplets flowed down Thunder owl's cold and straight nose and spread to his tightened thin lips.
His eyes were pitch-black and bottomless.
Even though he didn't say anything, anyone with eyes could feel the hidden anger in his bones.
No one dared to speak.
Even his breathing was deliberately slowed down.
Lin Hanxing's eyes fell on the president's daughter, who was slowly waking up. The corners of his eyes and the tip of his brows were dyed with coldness.
"You want me to die! Who needs you to save me! I'm going to die!"
The president's daughter had a mental breakdown, crying and screaming.
The president held his granddaughter in one hand and his daughter in the other. He could take care of one side but not the other.
For a time, he was in a terrible fix.
"Do you want to die?"
Suddenly, a cold female voice interjected.
It was as if ice water had been poured over their hearts.