Yu Heng was truly pissed off.
Things he wouldn't even dare to think about when he was young, good grief, his son had already achieved in fourth grade!
His Chinese grades were atrocious, yet he still had the face to write love letters to three girls! And they were such an eyesore!
Yu Xia quickly tried to calm her brother.
"Bro, don't be too angry, there's still hope, it's only fourth grade, we can turn this around. So, do you have any evidence?"
She hadn't expected that this visit home would turn into dealing with family education.
Yu Heng grumpily replied, "Yes."
Then he roared at Yu Yue, "Show it to your aunt! Let's see how capable you are!"
The voice was so loud that she shivered a bit.
See, this is what marriage does, turning a once charming man into a fierce middle-aged father, ready to whoop his kid with a clothes hanger.
Yu Yue hunched his shoulders as he handed over his phone, along with some small notes.
