Han Huizhong tilted his head and looked at him as if he was judging something by Zhiyuan's expression. "You have the nerve to joke with me even in this situation? Honestly, where did I go wrong in raising you?"
Zhiyuan faintly smiled. "I am not joking, Grandpa. And you weren't wrong in raising me."
His gaze turned extremely cold and frosty with alarm in his demeanor. He took one threatening step towards him and quietly said, "Have you lost all shame you have? Even after everything that has happened, you are saying that you still want Xinyi to live with you? Are you nuts?"
Zhiyuan paused for a few moments.
