"Ask your son yourself and see what filthy things he has done!" Old Xu's face was as stern as an iron plate, without a hint of expression.
The attitude of the other party already clearly indicated the problem. Liu Fugui glanced at Liu Yunpeng huddled in the corner of the wall. He had talked to his son just at noon, warning him not to ruin himself because of a femme fatale.
This is great. In just a few hours, his precious son treated his words as mere wind at his ears.
The feeling of being disappointed was probably like this; at this moment, Liu Fugui felt unusually weary at heart. Seeing his son appear in Yang Xue's room, he knew exactly what his son's intentions were.
The overwhelming disappointment even made him want to walk away, but seeing the fear in his son's eyes, Liu Fugui's heart softened. After all, he couldn't abandon his only son.
