Huo Mingshan pulled out a large bag of clothes from under his desk and kicked it over to Huo Feng.
"These are your heavy clothes, coats, and down jacket. You didn't pack them, so your mom did," Huo Mingshan said expressionlessly.
Huo Feng hadn't really expected that Huo Mingshan had called him over to give him clothes.
At that moment, Huo Feng felt a bit of warmth in his heart, and his dislike for Old Huo diminished somewhat.
"Alright, seeing as you went out of your way to bring me clothes, I'll reluctantly accept them."
Huo Feng bent down and picked up the large bag of clothes.
Just as he hesitated whether he should thank his father, suddenly, Huo Mingshan spoke up, "Hmph, if your mom hadn't shoved them into my car, I wouldn't have bothered bringing them. It'd be better if you froze to death!"
The flicker of emotion that had arisen in Huo Feng's heart instantly extinguished.
Goodbye Old Huo...
Take care Old Huo...
The father-son bond is broken...
