Weilan was taken aback, looking at Zhuang Yuezhou, she too was shocked, never expecting Zhuang Yuezhou to say such a thing.
Old Master Zhuang couldn't stand still, steadying himself with the help of a nearby table.
He trembled as he looked at Zhuang Yuezhou, "You, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"
Zhuang Yuezhou looked at his father, with a trace of desolation and helplessness, and could only speak bitterly in the end, "Dad, I have no choice. If I don't infuriate you, I'll only suffocate myself. A person has only one lifetime, and if I can't have the one I like, the one I love, I might as well not live at all. In a hundred years, none of this will matter to me. What's important are the few decades I have in this life, and with whom I spend them happily."
Old Master Zhuang: "....."
Mr. Qiao: "...."
