"Are you leaving? If you don't, I'll call for help." Han Pengcheng covered his face and glared at Liao Hu with red eyes.
"How dare you!" Liao Hu's expression completely darkened.
"Let's see if I dare!" Han Pengcheng went all out and shouted.
Liao Hu hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth. "Enough." Then, he threw him to the ground.
"Are you leaving? If not, I'll shout. Otherwise, kill me…"
"You…" Liao Hu pointed at Han Pengcheng. In the end, he didn't do anything else. Instead, he kicked down a clothes hanger at the door and turned to leave.
Han Pengcheng's tears finally fell, but he was not sad for long. Although this person was his biological father, he had no feelings for him at all. He had already done his best.
Liao Hu stormed downstairs.
