Chu Yang felt wronged, "How did I cheat you? You pressed me down to my knees without my permission… and before I could stand up, you had already taken my head and slammed it against the ground…"
"Stop stop stop… don't say any more!" Chu Feiling's whole face was black.
"How can you blame this on me…" Chu Yang murmured.
"Not blame you?… Are you saying that I should be blamed?!" Chu Feiling looked at Chu Yang cooly, hoping to project the dignity of a father.
"Let's call Grandfather to judge …" Chu Yang did not want to be outdone.
"Judge? You would be making a spectacle out of me!" Chu Feiling finally gave up. This was his weak spot. He had no other option but to surrender himself.
"Hahaha…" Yang Ruolan, overwhelmed with joy, was crippled with laughter.
The pair then sat next to Chu Yang's bed and quizzed him on his life.
Yang Ruolan compelled Chu Yang to recount everything he could remember, even his childhood.
