Zhong Qiu was on the verge of breaking down when he faced his father's questioning.
People who were used to being bosses all had such strange ways of thinking. Were they unreasonable?
Zhong Qiu now felt that the screenwriter's writing of those tyrants was quite unrealistic, and they should have come to see what his father looked like!
"I don't want to tell you." Zhong Qiu entered the room directly.
"Stop!" Zhong Zheng called out to him sternly. you should know that losing weight was a small matter back then. Your mother's life was saved by the Qin family. This is a great favor! Old Qin doesn't acknowledge it and thinks that it's just a small matter, but we can't be ungrateful!"
Zhong Qiu stopped in his tracks. dad, you don't have to go as far as to flatter her!
"Stinky feet?"
Zhong Zheng slammed the cup down.
