However, when he thought about how he was his biological son, he endured it and slowly lowered his hand. With a cold and stern expression, he said, "I've already contacted my connections to suppress the news and won't let the media interview them. It's just that during this period, you have to behave and not go out to cause trouble again. Otherwise, I won't let you off even if your grandfather pleads for you!"
"Got it." Nie Junwei had almost been beaten up just now, and so restrained his attitude and nodded, immediately becoming sensible and obedient again.
The more he acted like this, the more helpless Nie Tao felt. Looking at the scrape on his cheek, his tone softened. "Apply medicine properly. Don't leave a scar on your face."
"I was just applying the ointment properly. Isn't this you talking to me, Dad?" Nie Junwei picked up a cotton swab and indifferently applied the ointment on himself.