He let out a long sigh and shook his head, "Xiu'er, why do you have to do this? I told you to come back and apologize to them properly. Dad won't let anything happen to you, but you just wouldn't believe it and insisted on running away. Now, you see how tough life is outside."
"Dad, I believe you now. If you want me to apologize, I'll go apologize. I promise I won't run away anymore." Ouyang Xiu wiped his tears, smearing the dirt on his face evenly, which made even Ouyang Xiong feel a bit disgusted.
Not to mention that his son also carries a sour stench from the garbage can on him. Like this, no one would believe he is the young master of the Ouyang Family, Ouyang Xiu.
"Alright, go take a bath quickly." Ouyang Xiong glanced at the pure handmade carpet under his son's butt, knowing it was now ruined. He decided to have it replaced tomorrow.