"How come you talk to your uncle like that, no respect at all, mouth so fearless. You're still not hungry" Zhao Ping patted his son's head lightly with annoyance.,Having heard that his SIM card had been suspended for only half a year and could still be topped up, he didn't change his phone number. After paying the fee and confirming that his phone had signal, he got back on his bike.,“Look, here’s your delivery.” Zhao Qin only then saw the woman’s face clearly. It was a youthful, porcelain complexion, about his age.。