Meng Jifang hesitated.
He had always cared about his dignity. Mo Chusheng's words almost made him tear off his own skin and rub it against the ground.
He could not take it.
He turned around and wanted to leave, however, Marquis Meng directly pressed on his shoulder. "Master, this child of mine has been spoiled. He has done many bad things in the past. It's also my fault as a father. It's only right for him to apologize to those people. In less than a month, when I return, I'll bring my son over personally. I won't use the power of the Meng family to oppress others. I must let Master see my son's sincerity."
"Father?!" Meng Jifang was truly stunned this time.
His family was the marquis' family, and also the Fourth Prince's external family. What kind of honor was that?
Even if he had made some mistakes, how could he lower his head like this?
