Zheng Heng sneered, his impatience overt, as he looked at his father, "What if I disagree?"
His father stood up, looking at Zheng Heng coldly. His face was somber, "I only have you as my son. All these years, I have chosen to turn a blind eye to many of your deeds, but Zheng Heng, if you don't do as I say..."
His father laughed coldly, "I can only make this little actress lose her name in the entertainment industry."
Zheng Heng was silent, his expression as deep as water.
After his father finished speaking, he left the room with an imposing aura, leaving behind a chilling silence.
After all, they were father and son. Naturally, his father couldn't harm him, but Song Zhaozhao, she didn't have the ability to protect herself.
At this moment, Zheng Heng suddenly realized, he couldn't protect her either...
Jiang Tan stayed at home with Song Zhaozhao for several days. The only time they ventured out was to attend the funeral of Song Zhaozhao's cousin, a girl named Zhao Yan.
