"You're truly despicable," Su Cheng's teeth grounding as if he wanted to bite through steel, his face drained of all color.
"Su Cheng, how can you speak to your father like that?" Mrs. Huangpu scolded Su Cheng while positioning herself between him and Mr. Huangpu, fearing Mr. Huangpu would not be able to restrain himself from striking.
The fear proved to be well-founded as Mr. Huangpu snapped the cigar in his hand, standing up directly—it was clear he meant to deal with Su Cheng.
Unable to hit him, Mr. Huangpu said with towering rage, "Since you say I'm despicable, then I'll show you how despicable I can be. I've already made my demand; consider for yourself whether or not you'll agree."
While Su Cheng's teeth audibly gnashed, he was acutely aware that his parents did indeed have the power to enforce their will, with the current situation being such that even if he were to post a clarification on Weibo, it would be misinterpreted.
