"Very true." Long Meng nodded and took another sip of tea before putting her cup down once again. "Young Master Hui, we all know that Wei Lan is a bad influence. Now that she's close to that female bodyguard and her boy, it's not surprising that she already corrupted them to turn against you."
"Her boy?" Long Hui's voice was low and threatening. "That's my boy too, Grandaunt Meng."
"Son, don't follow your father's footsteps. Illegitimate children aren't worth it. They're nothing but innately damaged fruits born from immorality. They'll never be as good as pure fruits like you, a legitimate child, born from a proper and legal marriage," Zheng Suyin lectured her son.
Long Hui frowned, his already clenched fists tightened even more. "Damaged fruits? What do you mean by that, Mother? Are you saying that my son Long Jun, your grandson, is damaged?!"
