"..." Ling Chuan almost staggered, "Xia Zhisu! I'm your own son! The only son! What good does it do you to provoke me like this? Ah!!"
Just as Ling Chuan finished speaking, he felt the back of his collar being lifted.
Xia Zhisu looked up and saw a sleepy man holding Ling Chuan by the collar, displeased, "Who allowed you to talk to your mother like that! Even I, your father, wouldn't dare to say a word to her, and you dare to use such a tone! Even if you are our only son! I could get rid of you in an instant!"
Ling Chuan helplessly folded his arms, still being held by the collar, "So you two are going to team up to bully me now!"
"Ling Tian'ao, that's enough! Don't scare him!" Xia Zhisu walked over and took Ling Chuan away.
"This brat! If he's scared to death, we'll just have another one!" Ling Tian'ao snorted.
Ling Chuan shrugged, "As if I could be scared to death!"
Ling Chuan jumped out of Xia Zhisu's arms and tidied up his clothes.
