Chen Hao was dumbfounded as he asked blankly, "What, what did you just say?"
"Knowing you wouldn't believe you raised a scumbag yourself, here's the evidence. Take a look!"
Ling Feng sneered coldly, opened the photo gallery, and handed over the phone.
Chen Hao's hands trembled.
A father knows his son best. He was very clear about what kind of person his son was.
Ling Feng had asked him about two things before, which he knew about but never took seriously!
Explosive street fireworks, Chen Hao thought, were just a child being naughty.
Carrying a knife everywhere, he thought his son was just being spirited and tough like him!
And even if he hurt someone, he wasn't worried. With just a few hundred thousand, he could easily settle it. Why worry about it at all?
But, this fatty never imagined that his repeated indulgence would raise a wolf!
Trembling as he took the phone, upon seeing one unbearable close-up after another, Chen Hao's body shook, and he collapsed on the ground.
