Tao Tiancheng opened his mouth to rebut, but then heard Tao Mo sneer, "Think before you speak."
Without waiting for Tao Tiancheng to react, he waved at his little grandson.
Tao Bin obediently came to his grandfather's side.
Tao Mo patted his grandson's head and smiled lovingly, "Listen carefully, if your dad dares to defy me or rebut anything, you remember it all and give it back to him."
Tao Bin nodded enthusiastically, showing a big toothy grin at his old father.
Tao Tiancheng: "..."
Wishing he could slap away his unfilial son's grin!
In the end, Tao Tiancheng admitted defeat; the two generations had joined forces, how could he win?
"Before you head to the army, stay at home for a while."
Tao Tiancheng's tone was quite helpless, his last bit of stubbornness.
But Tao Bin shook his head and refused immediately, "There's too little time, I want to move to my sister's place and get close with her, otherwise, when I return in a few years, she might not even recognize me."
