Wei Zhenxing's face instantly darkened.
The thing he was most proud of in this life was having a son with more attitude than himself, but the biggest regret of his life was also having a son with too much attitude!
This guy is completely heartless, without a shred of familial affection. Except for a few elderly people, he has no concept of respect or politeness toward anyone!
Even when facing him, he can drive you half to death with anger.
Wei Zhenxing is utterly helpless with this son of his, utterly rebellious, even worse than Ne Zha!
"You... you..."
As he spoke, Wei Zhenxing raised his hand, ready to slap Wei Zixu.
But in the next moment, Jiao Lanxin immediately blocked the way, standing protectively in front of her son. "You old bastard, can't you see the boy already lost a leg, and you still want to hit him..."
Seeing Jiao Lanxin fiercely protecting her son, Wei Zhenxing let out a helpless sigh and reluctantly lowered his hand.
