In the study, Gong Zhensen was still seething with rage, even though Mo Yunqi had been trying to soothe him with kind words, his fury remained unabated.
"Stop being angry, come on, drink some tea to cool down!"
Mo Yunqi brewed a cup of tea and brought it over.
Gong Zhensen sighed deeply, his hands clasped behind his back as he paced back and forth in the study.
"How can I not be angry? This unfilial son has done such a thing. Where am I supposed to put this old face of mine? Do you actually want to stand by and watch them continue down the wrong path?"
For Gong Zhensen, his own son marrying his daughter was an unspeakable disgrace; he couldn't bear to watch them continue to make mistakes.
"Zhensen, the children are still young, we need to think of something... Since taking a hard line isn't working, let's try a gentler approach. I think we should take Xiao Yu and leave..."
Mo Yunqi had barely finished speaking when a cold voice interrupted.
