The corners of Lu Ming's lips curled up. He pointed at the card in the corner and said, "Then kneel down and kowtow to my mother's memorial tablet and apologize from the bottom of your heart. How about that? This request is very simple, right?"
This was indeed very simple, but to the arrogant Lu Yaohua, it was worse than skinning him alive!
"This, can we do something else?"
Lu Ming said with a fake smile, "Aren't you capable of doing anything? It seems that your love for Lu Ze is not as important as your face. In that case, I won't force you. Please leave."
The next second, Tang Wenyi stomped on Lu Yaohua and said fiercely, "Hurry up and do as I say! If anything happens to my precious son in the guesthouse, you'll accompany him to experience the same pain!"
