Rong Shaoze had no regard for his father's face, his emotionless black eyes landed on his father's face, and his tone remained flat.
"I can understand that men like young and beautiful women, but after you have had your fun, it's time to go back. Dad, do you want me to personally take you home, or will you go back by yourself?"
Rong's father's face turned red as he tried to save face, angrily shrugging off his son's hand and shouting, "This is my business, not yours to interfere with! I am your father, can you even dictate what I do?!"
"It seems you didn't understand what I said. I'll say it again, you're not allowed to see that woman again. Go back immediately and apologize to Mom."
Rong Shaoze stood in front of Rong's father, a head taller than him, with a stronger presence, making Rong's father feel old and useless.
But he was his father, how could he be threatened by his son.
