He stepped out of the bedroom.
He found his father, Wan Zhongyuan.
"Dad, I want to talk to you about something."
Wan Zhongyuan, who was watching the legal channel, frowned and looked disdainfully at his son.
"Speak."
Wan Feizhang swallowed nervously. Leaning on his crutch, he moved three meters away, maintaining a safe distance.
Then he said, "Dad, it's like this... could you please drop the lawsuit?"
Wan Zhongyuan, with a stern face, asked in a deep voice, "Why should I drop the lawsuit?"
His 1.08 million had already gone down the drain. He had only just gotten a way to recover the bride price from Qin Mu. But his own son... had been dragging him down all along.
"Lele... Lele just told me her family asked for such a large bride price mainly because her brother is getting married. She said she wanted to help her brother, which is understandable..."
Wan Feizhang clenched his teeth and blurted it all out.
At the same time, he was fully focused, ready to flee at any moment.
