However, Su Tiansheng and Zhang Lihong had no idea that Su Changhe's filial piety was entirely due to one person.
"Dad, come over quickly. I'll wash your feet for you as well."
"You've been working hard for the Su family all of your life. It's time for you to take some time and relax."
"Alright!"
Hearing this, Su Tiansheng nodded in satisfaction. This really was a welcome change.
"You've finally grown up, kid. I didn't dote on you for nothing all these years."
Immediately after Su Tiansheng took off his shoes, a smell that could even make a pig faint immediately assaulted Su Changhe's nose, which almost made him vomit.
He was full of grievance.
Damn it!
'Ye Xuan, this is all your fault!'
However, Su Changhe could only curse in his heart. On the surface, he washed his father's feet expressionlessly.
He had no choice, this was all he could do.
