Shackled by his sense of guilt, he managed to restrain himself when Mu Hualan tried to prevent him from seeing Xia Liyou.
He left the matter in her hands, and now, it seemed like everything was almost over. As long as Ou Chengtian left Xia Liyou, everything would return to its serene state, and thereafter, it would never be mentioned again.
"Dad, he is your son, how can you treat him like this?" Ou Xinyi shouted out, feeling desperation creeping in.
"Exactly because he is my son, the woman he marries, cannot be an ordinary one." Ou Xinhong responded coldly, his gaze intimidating, pitiless, and decisive.
When he left the house, he slammed the door with such force, yanking the two stunned figures back from their shock to real life.
Ou Xinyi slumped into the sofa, her heart heavy. She had thought, over the years, that Ou Xinhong had changed, that he had gained a new understanding of the family.