As Zhou Keyu stormed out angrily, Zhou Dahai saw him and snorted, "Stop right there!"
Zhou Keyu stopped and frowned at his father. "Dad, what's the matter?"
"Whose call was that? What are you about to do?" Zhou Dahai demanded.
Zhou Keyu's expression faltered. I can't let Dad know, or I won't be able to stand up for Xu Yuefei today. And if I don't stand up for her, how can I show my face? He was a petty man, and the thought that someone had dared to hit his woman was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
With this in mind, Zhou Keyu forced a smile. "It's nothing, Dad. I'm just going out for a stroll!"
Zhou Dahai huffed coldly. "I'm telling you, stop causing trouble outside! Don't always expect your old man to clean up your messes. You're an adult now; you need to take responsibility for your actions!" Despite his harsh words, Zhou Dahai still doted on his son.
Zhou Keyu brushed it off with a cheerful grin. "Got it, Dad. Well, I'm heading out!"
