A snap.
Xu Mao finally couldn't hold back anymore and swept a water glass from his side out.
The glass of water crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces.
Upon seeing this,
Dong Fuzhong, also known for his fiery temper, abruptly stood up and pointed at Xu Mao, bellowing, "You old fool, what are you ranting about in our house? Get out of here now!"
Xu Mao was equally enraged.
Sitting in his wheelchair, he took on a rascally air and shouted back, "I'm not leaving. What are you going to do about it?"
Dong Fuzhong, fuming, also lifted a water glass, ready to smash it down.
Just at that moment,
a voice came from behind, "Dad, stop!"
Both men jerked their heads toward the direction of the voice.
A man and a woman walked in from the doorway.
The woman was none other than Dong Youying, and the man was Chen Fang. However, the clothes on both of them were extremely inappropriate, especially Dong Youying, who was dressed almost like a country peasant woman.
