"Don't you have any respect for your mother?" Old Zhou glared at his eldest son.
Young master Zhou was so angry that he was about to cry.
The woman kneeling behind him was the one he had married when he had cheated on Ling 'er.
At this moment, the two of them knelt in front of Ling 'er in humiliation, gritting their teeth in hatred.
"How can she be considered my mother? She's younger than me by a few years! Father, she is my ex-fiancée, she is ... She had no sense of propriety, honor, and shame. She had not even finished speaking when Ling 'er clutched her stomach and cried out that it hurt.
"Lock him up, lock him up!" Lord Zhou's face turned pale with fear. Lock that kid up!"
"Starve him for three days and three nights. We'll talk when he doesn't have the strength to talk."
