"Dad, what about my previous bank card? I want to go out for a stroll." Wang Jie said casually, showing no concern for Wang Huo's anger.
His previous bank card had already been confiscated by Wang Huo.
"Your legs aren't fully healed yet, why are you going out? Are you planning to race cars in this condition?" Wang Huo said angrily.
Looking at his son, he felt somewhat disappointed. His son was always hanging around with a group of irresponsible friends, either clubbing or racing, which made Wang Huo very disappointed.
"I just want to go out casually, why are you talking so much? Hurry up and give me my bank card." Wang Jie said impatiently.
Feeling frustrated, Wang Huo was about to vent when Wang Shui stopped him, saying, "Brother, let it go. Wang Jie is young after all. He's in his prime and can't stand boredom."
