Du Shujian suddenly sneered, "What is this, a troubled father and son?"
Then he mumbled, "It's true what they say about marrying a virtuous woman. My mother, with her own efforts, destroyed both you and me. Of course, she probably hasn't lived happily in this life, so when she couldn't control you, she thought of manipulating me.
Ha, and she succeeded. I lost the right to love Jiayuan, and in the future, I'll just be a puppet in my mother's hands."
Hearing his son's words, Du Chuanqin felt a piercing pain in his heart, almost making it hard to breathe, and he murmured inwardly: This is probably the fate of us father and son.
He had thought of protecting his son, but that woman Zhang Xiaolu acted when he was not home. By the time he knew, the situation was already set in stone.
