Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao rubbed their foreheads, feeling that their boss was getting more and more shameless by the day.
Talking about living off women every day, and now he even had the nerve to disdain Wang Tianyi for doing the same—it was truly a godlike logic.
Of course, Wang Tianyi did seem to have the suspicion of living off a woman, as this case of a strong woman and a weak man really made people think crooked thoughts.
Wang Tianyi felt like dying; he had actually been called a kept man by his own son. His heart was filled with a stampede of horses, and it was a stampede of f***ing clay horses at that, over and over again!
Especially the looks from everyone around him, Wang Tianyi wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, he just couldn't face anyone anymore.
Le Yuanguang shook his head, "Having a son like this will surely end up with being pissed to death; daughters are much better, they are daddy's intimate little cotton-padded jackets."
