Messy hair, deep eye bags, bloodshot eyes, shabby clothing...
"Son, you... why do you look like this?"
Qin Xiaomeng glanced at Qin Meng, frowning impatiently, "Cut the crap, tell me, what exactly do you have in mind! You better not be lying to me!"
Qin Meng, coming back to his senses, shook his head, "I'm definitely not lying to you! Go take a shower and change your clothes, we'll talk it over later!"
"Alright then!"
Agreeing to this, Qin Xiaomeng turned around in a somewhat subdued manner and headed to the bathroom.
Seeing this, Qin Meng let out a slight sigh of relief.
He knew he really had to vent his son's anger; otherwise, he would be utterly ruined!
"Hu Xiaobei, you're really doomed this time!"
Spitting these venomous words, Qin Meng glared in the direction of Xiaohe Village.
Half an hour later, he sat down with his son Qin Xiaomeng and the hastily arriving Wu Yong and Shi Yutian.
