Sheng Chaosheng thought for a moment:

"What's the point of talking so much? It's a waste of breath. Just charge in and do it. Let's cripple him first."

Goodness, he's really pushing himself hard.

Tang Li laughed so hard she was doubled over, but that was all she recorded.

After putting down her phone, she pretended to eat something and said casually:

"I heard that Huo Chenyu is looking for his biological father. With his abilities, he should be able to find him soon. Uncle, are you really going to fight him then? Or are you just talking and having a good time?"

Sheng Chaosheng only regretted that he was wearing short sleeves and couldn't roll them up to show his imposing presence.

"Do it! We have to do it! That old bastard has the guts to give birth but not the guts to raise, causing that little bastard to fall into the hands of that old fox Huo Laobie, who has already taught him a lesson. Tell me, if he shouldn't be beaten, who should be beaten?"

Cough cough.

They're all calling each other "bastard," "little bastard," "turtle," and "fox."

This one sentence thoroughly insulted the father and his two sons.

Tang Li gave a thumbs up:

"Uncle, you're ruthless. I'll toast you with milk tea instead of alcohol."

After clinking glasses, Sheng Chaosheng patted his chest and said:

“Daughter, it was because I wasn’t here before. From now on, as long as Uncle Sheng has a breath left, I will never let those bastards bully you, hurt you, or abandon you.”

Tang Li's smile froze:

"Thank you, Uncle. Let's have another drink. Thank you on behalf of my mother."

He must drink this cup properly.

After finishing her milk tea, Tang Li put it down, pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't resist testing him with words:

"Uncle, before Huo Chenyu's biological father is confirmed, you might also be Huo Chenyu's biological father."

As soon as he said this, Sheng Chaosheng dropped the skewers in his hand onto the table. He looked up, his eyes, which seemed to hold a story, fixed on Tang Li.