Chu Jinyu felt quite comfortable watching such a rare scene from the side. She took a photo and sent it to her mother and godfather. They couldn't stand Tang Boyan, so she could let them vent their anger. As she thought about this, she secretly grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the coffee table and carefully ate them.
Lu Ming noticed his wife's small actions, but he only smiled and didn't say anything. He leaned back in his chair and played with the fountain pen in his right hand. He said, "Patriarch Tang is really bold. You can both submit and stand tall. You don't hesitate to ask for help. I respect you for being a… good bastard!"
Chu Jinyu couldn't help but laugh. She pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Brother Lu Ming, shouldn't he be a man? Why is he a bastard?"
