He Yirong gritted his teeth as he stared at him.
He Jingyao responded with an earnest smile.
He Yirong believed that even if he managed to get alcohol now, He Jingyao would not allow him to touch a single drop.
The boy's spiteful nature truly both angered and gratified him.
...
After dinner, He Jingyao checked the time and wanted to call Su Zixi several times, but with He Yirong glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey, he could only snort softly and put away his phone.
The father already had prejudices against Zixi, and if he called Zixi in front of him, he feared his father would say he had lost his mind.
Let it go, just endure this once.
He Jingyao thought expressionlessly.
Fortunately, not long after, He Yirong received news that Dr. Arthur's flight had already arrived in Yanzhou City.
The father and son immediately set off for Siming Hospital.
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