Sigh, so frustrating. I should have used a gentle tone and taken the opportunity to improve our father-son relationship.
Third Young Master Jun felt annoyed and secretly cursed himself for being such an idiot, though his face displayed an unbearable arrogance.
Sure enough, Ye Yuan's face darkened as he lifted his chin defiantly. "Hmph, with the way you look now, do you think you can mistreat me? Take care of yourself first, stop meddling in my business. If it weren't for Mom's sake, I wouldn't even bother with you."
Third Young Master Jun felt a surge of frustration clogging his chest. His face turned dark, and he glared fiercely at this little punk. What kind of attitude was this?
Is this how one speaks to their father?
The two of them stared each other down for a long time before Ye Yuan huffed and turned away.
Third Young Master Jun rubbed his temples, feeling ridiculous for arguing with his own son like this.
