"Hey, kid, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Liwei also noticed that his beloved son seemed a bit off and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"No, nothing."

"Just feeling a bit nauseous, drank too much and want to throw up, but I've managed to hold it back."

Zhao Tienan raised an eyebrow, his facial expression appeared particularly complex, and even his breathing was chaotic.

Actually, it wasn't caused by nausea at all.

It was because Tian Yunong, hiding between Zhao Tienan's legs, suddenly launched an attack on him. A nimble little tongue full of mischievous intent actually made Zhao Tienan's blood pressure skyrocket.

That warm, moist breath was truly deadly.

Zhao Tienan wasn't exactly someone with a lot of self-control; just a few of these ordinary licks were enough to tear at his fragile nerves.

"Poor thing!"

"If you can't hold your liquor, just make friends with kids in the future, so you don't embarrass your dad when you go out."

Zhao Liwei said very disdainfully.

"Dad, that's not fair."

"You might be able to drink, but how many true friends do you have around you who aren't eyeing the money in your pocket?"

Zhao Tienan rolled his eyes, seemingly mocking his dad, but was actually distracted by Tian Yunong's licking.

The father-son duo was like this, always at odds, only stopping their endless bickering when one of them was in trouble.

"Alright, I don't want to argue with you anymore."

"I have a very important matter to discuss with you. I don't think it's a solution for Yunong to keep hiding in our house."

"Why don't you go talk to her husband and arrange for this divorce? Otherwise, it'll be a ticking time bomb sooner or later."

"Even if it means spending a bit of money, I heard her husband is quite money-hungry, and maybe ten thousand bucks could settle it?"

Zhao Liwei smacked his lips, slowly revealing his intentions this time.

"Ten thousand bucks?"

"Give me the ten thousand bucks, and I guarantee I'll get the divorce certificate for him."

Zhao Tienan stretched out his hands, heavily rubbing his face to alleviate the extreme sensation that was directly hitting his central nervous system.

In his eyes, Sun Jiumengzi was absolutely garbage that could be easily dealt with.

No need to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken; ten thousand is just too much.

"Alright, let's agree on that then."

"I'll get you ten thousand in cash now, and you quickly handle this matter, preferably without any residual trouble."

Zhao Liwei raised an eyebrow and immediately said.

"Okay, then you hurry up and leave, I need to rest."

Zhao Tienan was really struggling to hold back, feeling like a dam about to break open, and if he wasted any more time, he was bound to slip up.

"Hey, kid, you really have no manners."

"Alright, then I'm leaving, but make sure you handle things smoothly so I don't think you're a loser."

Zhao Liwei looked at his beloved son with great displeasure, then turned and left the room.

Sigh...

Zhao Tienan let out a long breath, and finally, his heart was at ease.

Dare to sneak attack?

Almost made him lose composure in front of his dad.

This grudge must be avenged!

Tian Yunong, this charming Little Demon, is doomed to suffer tonight.

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