"Hiss!" Tong Xingda clutched his shoulder and gasped, while Tong Sanlang, standing a few steps away, said, "Dad, you should go home."
Staying here won't do any good, it's a sweltering day, and it's not good if he loses his temper again.
Looking at Tong Xingda's furious face, with red eyes and a thick neck, he felt tired for him.
At these words, Tong Xingda couldn't help but stamp his foot, "You expect me to go home after something like this?!"
Tong Sanlang lowered his eyes, "So, what does Dad want to do?"
"Get out of here and go home with me! Wait for her to come crying and begging you!"
Tong Sanlang "..."
Crying and begging him?
He'd never want to see Qiao Xiaomai in that state in this lifetime.
He opened his mouth and said, "Then let me apologize to you on Xiaomai's behalf."
"Farts! I want her to come over, kneel down, and apologize right now!" Tong Xingda shouted, his neck stiff.
