"What's wrong with him? Why is he acting like a little child throwing a tantrum when he is a fully grown man? Is he asking for a beating?" A harrumph resounded from the door. What was he doing, getting his mother all worried? It was already enough that his mother was worried about Xia Luna. Why did he want her to be worried about him as well?
Jiang Xingren glared at his son fiercely. "You punk! Get off the floor now!" He pinched his nose tightly between his thumb and forefinger. "Go and take a shower, gah! You stink like a sewer, you will suffocate my wife!"
"You only care about your wife." Jiang Xingyu grumbled, and Jiang Xingren scoffed at him. Left with no choice, Jiang Xingyu could only drag his weak body to the bathroom.
After taking a bath and changing into clean clothes, he looked more decent. Lunch was ready, so Madam Jiang called him down to eat.
