The dining room fell into silence in an instant.
The group of people looked at Liang Jingchuan. He was probably the only one who dared to speak to the old man like that.
However, the smell of gunpowder was obviously stronger today. It seemed that there would be a good show to watch.
"Jing Chuan," Qin Huilian said, frowning."How can you speak to dad like that?"
"Dad?" The corners of Liang Jingchuan's lips curled up slightly as he looked at old master Liang with a faint smile."I remember that I'm not a member of the Liang family, so I'm naturally not your son, so ...
Don't use the way you discipline your son to restrain me. "
Old master Liang's face darkened instantly. He looked at Liang Jingchuan with anger in his eyes.
It was not the first time the two of them had been at daggers drawn, but this was the only time everyone felt comfortable.
That was because the old man would probably not shield Liang Jingchuan anymore. After all, he was no longer his son.
