A Good Son-in-law

"Humph!" Old Master Liu sneered, why is he sitting on a wheelchair? Heh! The culprit, Ji Minhuai, actually dared to come and ask this question?

"Dad?" Ji Minhuai felt that Old Master Liu's tone and expression were not right, so he put his hand on Old Master Liu's leg, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Old Master Liu wanted to curse at the dog Ji Minhuai, but he felt that Meng Qingge's gaze was fixated on him. Thus, Old Master Liu turned around and looked at Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge frowned slightly and shook her head slightly at Old Master Liu, indicating for him to control his temper.

Old Master Liu really didn't want to face Ji Minhuai anymore. He was afraid that he would be unable to resist killing this dog. Thus, he turned around and shouted at the butler coldly, "Send me back to my room!"

The butler quickly pushed Old Master Liu towards the bedroom.