Currently, Liao Jiaqi was staring at Ye Wanwan with infatuation, but wave after wave of blood-curdling screeches kept escaping his mouth.
"Jiaqi…!"
Liao Haicheng recognized Liao Jiaqi's voice instantly.
Liao Haicheng understood Liao Jiaqi very well since he was Liao Jiaqi's father after all, and like father, like son. Liao Jiaqi possessed a stalwart personality and could be considered a staunch man with an iron backbone. However, his precious son was producing such heart-wrenching screams at the moment, making it evident that his son was going through substantial torture.
Liang Meixuan and Huang Mingkun stood in their spots with surprised expressions, ignorant to the situation.
"If anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay for it!" Liao Haicheng coldly shouted with fury.
