"What happened! You're still asking me what happened!"
"Dad restricts my spending and has someone follow me all the time. Now I don't even dare to step out the front door, afraid that if others see me like this, they'd laugh at me."
Hearing this from Chen Meirong, Jiang Zhongguo found it even more strange.
A son knows a bit about his father, no matter what.
Why did Jiang Zhi suddenly act this way?
His father had never been an impulsive person and would never make a decision lightly.
If Jiang Zhi did this, there must be a reason.
Thinking this, Jiang Zhongguo sat down on the sofa and leisurely looked at Chen Meirong.
"Why don't you tell me what you did to make Dad so angry."
Just a moment ago, Chen Meirong, who was furious and nonstop complaining, froze at these words.
Chen Meirong looked at Jiang Zhongguo in disbelief, "You! What's wrong with you? You don't even care about me first? You don't know what happened and just assume I did something?"
