Kang Chen originally planned to have a heart-to-heart talk with his son, embarking on an intimate father-son journey, but his son was too blunt.
"You... you brat... with me no longer in that position, it won't be so smooth for you to enter politics in the future."
Xizeer glanced at him dismissively, "It's good you're not President anymore. This way, I don't have to worry about you when I want something."
Kang Chen widened his eyes, "You..."
"I've long told you, I want to achieve things on my own, without needing your help."
Kang Chen was silent for a moment, then laughed heartily, raising a hand to slap Xizeer heavily, "Good, that's the spirit, that's my son."
"Cough cough..."
Xizeer was almost knocked breathless, coughing twice while clutching his chest.
Kang Chen realized he had hit too hard, "Sorry, son, I didn't mean to. Don't blame your dad."
Xizeer glared at him.
"You should think about how to explain to Mom when we get home."
Kang Chen...
