Someone rushed in from outside, "Master, madam, there's a Mr. Wen outside asking to see you."
"Mr. Wen?" Su Yuming was stunned, turning to Chen Zheng, "Is it this girl's father?"
"Probably..." The butler was also sweating bullets.
How could it be such a coincidence?
It seemed the other party had also caught wind of something, coming to seek justice?
But it was their young master who was clearly the one pounced upon!
"Perfect timing, let him in," Bo Yuntian remained composed and took a seat next to Su Yuming, feigning a picture of marital harmony.
"He must have received the photos. What if he's come to blackmail Aheng into marrying his daughter?" Su Yuming felt like his head was about to split in two.
What kind of son had he raised, really?
Completely uncontrollable, one trouble followed another.
It seemed to be hereditary.
