"Where were you son?" Fan Yifeng covered his eyes when he felt sharp lights.
"Dad, what are you doing here? Why didn't you sleep till now?" he asked, throwing his keys randomly on the couch.
"Answer me. Don't question me back." His father, Fan Zixin raised his voice. "Where were you?"
"I was with TongTong. She was craving ice cream."
"TongTong, TongTong, TongTong, can't you think about anything other than her?" Fan Zixin yelled and threw a glass vase in the direction of Fan Yifeng.
Fan Zixin was fuming with anger. Five hundred million was a big thing for him. He did not expect his son to do such an extravagant expenditure for Qin Yutong. He bought a wedding gown worth five hundred million, like really!
Fan Yifeng dodged the vase in a nick of time. He glared at his father. "Dad, what's wrong? What has gotten into you?"
