Li Shaoyun's expression was cold, and the disgust in his eyes was extremely obvious. At this moment, Wang Rouchun felt a chill run down his spine. He could not feel any warmth from his son's eyes. His heart tightened, and he knew that he was really drifting away from his son this time.
He could not help but feel a little sad.
The proudest thing in her life was that she had married Li Peixian, and her son was the one who made her proud. Every time her friends mentioned her son, they would look at him with envy. Unfortunately, she did not raise him, which became a way for others to attack her.
A loving father and filial son. Actually, she also hoped to have a close relationship with her son. However, the old master insisted on interfering back then, causing many things to be irreparable.
"Son…I know I was wrong. I promise I won't do anything funny in the future. Can you forgive me this time?"Wang Rouchun's voice was trembling and pleading.
