"Mind your manners and remember your position," Zhou Minkang casually toyed with the small incense burner on the table, offering a discreet reminder.
The future heir of the Zhou family must not be a man with coarse language.
Zhou Yunsheng shut up, yet dissatisfaction still lingered in his heart.
In the Zhou family, no one ever allowed him to vent his emotions freely. They only ever reminded him constantly, "You are the future heir to the Zhou family, mind your manners, always maintain an image of a refined and cultured individual."
At times, he found himself longing to be Jiang She, setting aside his status as an illegitimate child.
"Dad..." Zhou Yunsheng was thinking of rebelling for the first time.
Zhou Minkang sharply raised his eyes, his piercing gaze shifted to Zhou Yunsheng. With just one look, Zhou Yunsheng's words got stuck in his throat, unable to swallow them nor spit them out.
