"You unfilial son! What good will come out from that cheap job of yours? Don't I feed you enough that you have to do these shabby jobs?" Steven fumed.
That smile of his son was the reason he was so angry at him. Each and every time Steven mentions joining the company, he would just smile like that.
If not for his beautiful smile, he wouldn't have been feeling so conflicted and go easy on him. "Young generation! They just use their charm to bewitch people!" he grumbled again.
But all Steven got as an answer was a light chuckle. His son knew very well that his father was just venting his frustration but didn't phrase these words from his heart.
"You're right, my face can be considered handsome," he said, touching his chiseled jawline humorously. "It's not my fault that my students as well as you get bewitched too."