"Educate your mother!" Zhao Tianlong shouted, "My son is just a little kid, only seven years old, what does he know? You shouldn't have hit him. At worst, we pay compensation. Can't I afford it?"
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. It wasn't him, nor Lin Shiyu being aggressive.
Zhao Tianlong's son had been so domineering from a young age. If Zhao Tianlong continues to indulge his child like this, Little Feng will grow up to be someone with distorted views and questionable character.
"Sigh..." Ye Feng sighed, "A father's fault lies in not teaching. If you won't teach him, let me help you..."
After hearing Ye Feng's words, the old woman glared at him, "You little brat, who do you think you are to help us educate our child? Do you have the qualifications? I'm telling you, our Zhao Family will not let you off!"
However, Ye Feng completely ignored the old woman's words. Instead, he took out his phone and dialed Liu Mu's number.
