If this wasn't his biological son, Jiang Zhengye would really want to give him a beating.
"All these years, I've only benefited from you this once, and you're not satisfied?"
"Yes, not satisfied!"
Jiang Zhengye was instantly at a loss for words, he really wanted to hit someone.
Seeing the tense standoff between father and son, the onlookers, big and small, huddled together, fearing they'd get caught in the crossfire.
Jiang Zhengye glared, but he couldn't do anything to his own son.
"Xiao Ran, eat some meat, it's delicious." He decided to dote on the younger one, as the older one was out of control with his independence.
"Thank you, Dad!"
"Aww! You're such a good boy, have more if you like it."
