Ruan Tianling said coldly, "Take it back and return it, I don't need this kind of gift."
Ansel immediately turned and instructed the bodyguard: "Return it. This would indeed save me a significant sum of money."
"You dare to call yourself 'young master' in front of your father?" Ruan Tianling's eyes narrowed dangerously.
Ansel turned back, his young face icy: "Did I acknowledge you as my father?"
"You little brat, you're asking for a beating!" Ruan Tianling raised his palm to hit him, but Jian Yufei quickly grabbed his hand.
"What are you doing? You spurn the child's good intentions, and now you want to hit him? Ruan Tianling, don't be so unreasonable!"
"If he doesn't acknowledge me as his father, he deserves to be hit!"
"Is this how a father behaves?" Jian Yufei shook off his hand, "I am Ansel, and I am also angry with you."
