"Honey, please this is the eldest son of the family! You can't do this to him!"
Zheng Zuying knelt on the floor and begged her husband with tears rolling down her cheeks, but the cold distant look in the eyes of her husband made it clear to the lady of the house that he was not willing to give in to her pleas.
"You call that a son?! Didn't you say he loves to wear makeup and clothes just like a girl?"
Zheng Yuan stared at the empty space while backing his wife, who was crying with a heart heavy with sadness.
"Blame it on me! I was too indulgent and allowed Zheng Zhi to put on my makeup. How was I to know that there was something wrong with our son until Madam Zhang pulled me aside and said that Zheng Zhi was acting like a kid she and her husband met when they went to America! It is not too late for our son to get the help he needs! Please don't send him away!"
