C580 Call

When Hsu Yihuai heard his son speak to him in such a cold tone, his smile became even more bitter. He knew all too well that even if Hsu Moyan's tone grew colder, he couldn't say anything or have any objections. After all, he was the one at fault this time. He hadn't found the right balance as a father and had been too biased.

Everyone acknowledged that his younger son was more accomplished