"Stop beating around the bush to lecture me!" Long Che glanced at Tong Yao, then turned and went back into the living room.
Tong Aino saw his dad walk in with a dark expression, quickly helped Connie up, and was ready to sneak out.
Long Che gave him a sharp look. "What, am I hanging a murderer's knife over my head? You run every time you see me!"
"Ah… dodging isn't even working anymore!" Tong Aino smiled at his dad. "Just say it, how are you planning to take it out on me? I'll brace myself."
Connie glared at him. This guy was practically asking for trouble!
"Get lost!" Long Che shot his son a glare, grabbed the coat on the sofa, and walked out the door.
Tong Aino craned his neck to watch for a while. When he saw his mom walk in, he grinned and said, "Mom, you're something else! You said one thing, and look at how mad you made Dad."
