"Yes, Father!"
Upon hearing Long Qianqiu's words, Long Teng was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.
As long as Long Qianqiu was still willing to give him a chance to wash away the shame, then there was still room for maneuver. In his eyes, Qin Chuan was already a dead man.
Soon, he returned to his residence with Long Jieming.
"Slap!"
Once they reached the residence, Long Teng raised his hand and delivered a heavy slap to Long Jieming's face, immediately leaving a swollen red handprint.
Holding back his fury, Long Teng stared at Long Jieming and asked, "Do you know why I hit you?"
Long Jieming fell to his knees with a "thud," his face full of panic as he said, "Dad, I know I was wrong. It's all my fault. If I hadn't believed that bitch Murong Mingyue's words, you wouldn't have nearly lost the heir position."
