Chen Qianmo, quivering with rage, clenched his trembling hands.
His subordinates dared not even breathe heavily, holding their breaths as they bowed their heads in silent anticipation.
The patriarch glanced at Chen Bo'an and said, "You're his father, you say something. Regarding Momo's matter, what do you propose we do?"
"Dad, since Momo likes it, why don't we just let him have his way..." Chen Bo'an said indifferently.
He bore the shadow of Chen Qianmo, calm and restrained, never one to speak more than necessary.
"Let him have his way?" The patriarch was infuriated by his son's words, "We let him have his way, but who will uphold the honor of our Chen Family?"
The air suddenly filled with the intense wrath of the elder Chen.
Chen Bo'an's gaze sharpened as he looked up, "Of course, you've already driven away the mother of Momo and me, are you planning to repeat the same tactics with Momo?"