Even though Lu Zhenqing was quite drunk, he was well aware of Lu Zechuan's importance in his mother's heart.
Normally, if Lu Zechuan just scraped his skin, Mrs. Lu would make a huge fuss and find someone to hold accountable. Now that Lu Zechuan's head was bleeding so much, his own mother would surely peel his skin off!
Sure enough, in the next moment, Lu Zhenqing sensed a gaze fall upon him.
That gaze made him shiver uncontrollably, his spine tingling with cold, and he knew today wouldn't end well. Resolutely, he lay on the ground and started to throw a drunken tantrum.
"I can't live like this! At my age, and my son still doesn't see me as a father. I raised him for nothing!" Lu Zhenqing lay on the ground, wailing loudly.
Mrs. Lu's face turned even darker.
"What disgrace! What disgrace!" Mrs. Lu was so angry that her vision blurred, and she staggered, nearly falling to the ground, but Sister-in-law Zhang quickly held her up.
