"Xiaopeng is right, we can't just keep giving in."
...
The Chen family.
Chen Qingshu's father, Chen Yinghao, sat in the living room with a dark expression.
Seeing his son return, he asked, "How did things go?"
Liu Yili picked up the medicine from the table, walked over to her son, and gently applied the medicine to his face.
Her son's face was swollen, and she remained silent, heartbroken and on the verge of tears.
Looking at his mother, Chen Qingshu suddenly felt like a coward. He was already thirty years old, yet he still made his mother sad and upset.
"Dad, she's still acting up. I dropped her off downstairs and came right back."
"Oh!" Chen Yinghao sneered, "Why aren't you giving in to her this time? Why are you acting like a man this time?"
Chen Qingshu felt utterly ashamed by his father's mockery.
“My student Wang Peng told me that if we keep tolerating her, Zhang Xiaoqing will only become more and more unreasonable,” he said.
"Fine! Well said!" Zhang Yinghao sneered. "You don't understand it as well as your student. You two should switch seats. You can sit down and listen to the lecture, and he can stand on the podium and give the lecture."
Chen Qingshu was filled with shame. Could there be anything more ironic than these words coming from his father's mouth?
"Old Chen, say less."
Liu Yili said, "Qingshu, you can't spoil her too much. Look at how spoiled she's become! She's slapping you in the face right in front of me."
Her nose stung, and she burst into tears.
Chen Yinghao's face grew even uglier. "I don't want a daughter-in-law like this. If you insist on marrying her, then you'd better have less contact with me in the future."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingshu felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
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