Huo Zhongming's lips were tightly pursed, and his brows deeply furrowed. After hearing her words, he remained silent for a long time.
Huo Jingfeng knew that Huo Zhongming was still hesitating. After all, Jiang Shuya had once been Huo Jingtang's fiancée. If she were to marry him instead, it would inevitably lead to some gossip.
He pointed to his own leg, which was encased in a plaster cast, "Dad, I'll tell you the truth. I injured this leg myself. I just didn't want to marry An Qianmei. If I don't show some sincerity to Jiang Shuya, she will only drift further away from me. I don't want her to be with another man with my son, calling someone else 'dad'! Dad, do you know how that feels? Just thinking of it makes my heartache."
"Fengfeng, have you gone mad? To throw yourself down the stairs, do you realize you could have lost your life with just a little more carelessness!" Huo Zhongming's complexion turned cold with fright as he scolded his son for his recklessness.
