Liao Shiqi's face was still bruised, and the corner of his mouth was seriously cut. He took a leave on Monday and stayed home, not going to work. After Liao Yongzhong learned that his son had fought with someone in front of the cinema, he had someone investigate Ding Anguo. He only had one son and couldn't let his son be wronged.
On Monday, Liao Yongzhong learned the results of the investigation from his subordinates, and his expression was somewhat grave. When he returned home, his son, whose face was still swollen like a pig's head, looked at him with grievance in his eyes.
"Dad, I really don't want Feng Lishu anymore." Liao Shiqi was enraged. Considering the types of partners he could find, those already involved with him ambiguously had outstanding looks, and like Feng Lishu, were nurses; moreover, they had a gentle disposition. He didn't want to marry a tigress like Feng Lishu.
"Then don't." Liao Yongzhong frowned.
