Everyone had gathered again waiting in dreadful anticipation when they saw Cao Ruomei supporting Wang Yong as they came downstairs. Liu Zhiqiang frowned when he saw the bandage on his son's head. "What happened to your head?"
Cao Ruomei glared at Fan Qiuyue after she placed him on a chair. Fan Qiuyue panicked when she saw that even Liu Zhiqiang had turned to face her with questioning eyes. "Honey, that's not the problem now. This boy, he has been taking drugs and worst of all, he brought those filthy things into our house!"
Liu Zhiqiang's black expression conveyed his thoughts, he did not believe anything that they were saying but he was concerned about his son's health. He knew more than anyone the kind of hell his son had gone through when he was little so he was a little disturbed about the cocaine. He walked where his son was seated and he bent one knee in front of him, looking into his eyes. "Yong'er, tell me what really happened."