“Mom?” Nancheng Lie glanced at the screen and continued, “Mom, don’t tell me that you are enchanted with my voice.” Li Qinghao broke into a soft laughter. “Call me dad, my dear son.” On the other end of the line, Nancheng Lie burst into laughter. “You are awake? Are you still tired? Do you have any discomfort?” Nancheng Lie’s questions ...