"Enough of this talk for now. Hurry and come with me to the city," Lin Laoyao urged, "We need to buy a box of fruit as a gift for your uncle and apologize. You know that if you hit someone, you could end up in jail, right? You're about to get married, you need to think about your future. Let's go."
At this moment, Lin Laoyao was filled with fear. His son was only eighteen, in the prime of his youth, he couldn't afford to be imprisoned.
He was about to take his son and leave the house, feeling a pang of regret for having allowed his wife to spoil their son so much in the past. It had led to Lin Jie becoming lawless. If only Lin Jie had a bit more fear, he wouldn't be talking nonsense now.
Lin Laoyao wasn't afraid of his own brother. His brother was a man of honor who valued family ties. As long as they apologized, his brother wouldn't do anything drastic.
But he was afraid of the Su family, and of Gu Zi.
