Even Zhao Guodong, who is usually the most lively, was quiet. After returning home, he just lowered his head and entered the room. Mrs. Zhao was worried about Ye Ling and asked for a long time. Seeing her grandson still not speaking, she stomped her feet in anger.
"What's the matter with you, this child? Forget it, forget it, if you don't tell me, I'll go to the Ye Family and see." Mrs. Zhao waved her hand and left the house.
With only himself at home, Zhao Guodong was so angry that he clenched his fists and punched the wall twice, causing his knuckles to bleed. He shouted in frustration, rushed into the room, and pounded the bed a few times before calming down.
