Nan Xian appeared cold and expressionless. He was calm. "I'm showing my respect to him."
Mu Ling cleared his throat. He got up with a cold expression. He clenched his fists tightly and it was obvious that he was outraged. "Nan Xian!"
'How could that unfilial son humiliate me in front of everybody?'
What was he trying to prove by doing so?
There were no parents who were wrong in this world. Nan Xian had attacked his father in front of everyone. They would only blame him and label him as an unfilial son.
"Nobody has the right to decide my marriage for me." The man's clothes were as white as the snow. He seemed cold and distant. "Qing'er is my only wife forever. I'll not take any concubine for the rest of my life."
Mu Ling's body shook with frustration.
How could that bastard announce such a thing like that?
"How dare you! I'm your father!"
"Oh!" Nan Xian still appeared calm. "You're no longer my father if you're dead."
