“How Can A Child Like You Have So Many Principles?”

As soon as Su Ye was hospitalized, Old Master Su entered the ward with a hypocritical greeting.

The man's lips were slightly pale. He glanced at the old man and could not help but speak lazily, "Can you put away those hypocritical expressions of the two of you?"

It was so fake that it could not even compare to ye Li's.

The father and son's expressions instantly became cold and indifferent. Their expressions were strangely identical.

Old Master Su was angered when he saw Su Ye's undisciplined manner. He just couldn't understand why this son of his was doing so well. Why was he playing such an unorthodox profession.

Was it not fragrant to inherit the family's assets?

The SU family was involved in all sorts of industries, not to mention esports, which could earn money.

Old Master Su was even clearer in his heart.

Professional players, although it sounded nice, were in fact far from being as glamorous as they appeared on the surface.