Mu Shengwan was stunned for a moment. She couldn't help but ridicule him in her heart. This style of his was the same as his father's. If he saw anyone, he would just take her home?
Fu Beichen's expression was solemn as he looked at his son. "What did I tell you when you were young?"
Fu Tingyu: "I am not allowed to snatch someone from another."
Fu Beichen's voice became colder. "You still do it even if you know?"
Fu Tingyu raised his eyes and met Fu Beichen's cold gaze. He did not show any intention. "But, I heard my father say that it's better to strike first."
"If I don't bring her home, who knows who she will become a whose wife in the future?"
"... You." Fu Beichen was so angry that he wanted to raise his hand and hit his son who had never listened to his teachings since he was young.
Fu Tingyu sat there straight. He did not dodge or make a sound.
