"Things are chaotic over here, and I'm not coming, leaving him to mess around?" Xu Canyang's face was dark, clearly furious.
If it weren't for an old friend's call, he wouldn't have known another major event happened at home.
And this time, it's even more serious than the last.
Yet his son and wife act as if nothing has happened, without even notifying him.
"This time, you can't blame him." The elderly Mrs. Xu hummed twice. Although she doesn't see eye to eye with her son, she habitually defended him.
"Can't blame him?" Xu Canyang's face grew even darker, heavy like today's weather, with a storm on the verge of breaking.
"If he hadn't gotten involved with Yan Yinuo, how would this have happened? Everything was going well, but he just had to get involved with her. I think he's regressing!"
Mentioning the name Yan Yinuo, Xu Canyang's tone carried deep displeasure.
Old grievances mixed with new ones left him with no goodwill towards Yan Yinuo.
