With a father's gentleness, Liu Fugui lightly shook Liu Yunpeng, who was still in a dazed state. Although he was dissatisfied with his son's decadent look at this moment—falling apart over a woman like Li Huiru, who in his eyes wasn't worth his sympathy at all—he was furious at his son's lack of backbone.
But after so many years of being used to doting on his son, he really couldn't bring himself to scold him for being spineless at a time like this.
The atmosphere in the room was quite strange. Huang Yong felt extremely uncomfortable sitting in it, so he simply spoke up to take his leave: "Boss Liu, I think Young Master's tired and needs some rest. If there's nothing else, I'll stop bothering you and take Xiao Yao with me."
Liu Fugui nodded silently. "Go on."
