Old master Yu warned coldly, his voice as deep as a Bell.
"If he made the right choice, then of course I have nothing to say," Yu Zhihe frowned and said in a deep voice.
"What do you mean by choosing the right one? you said that you have arranged this and that for feibai, Feifan and feimo. "Why don't you ask them if they like it or not?" old master Yu said coldly.
after a pause, he added, " you're the one who doesn't know people well. don't compare your son to you. they're not you. "
These words seemed to have hit Yu Zhihe's sore spot, the deepest wound hidden in his heart.
"dad, can you not bring up the past?" he shouted in anger.
