Chapter 2

My dad's face was pale, and he was breathing heavily in anger.

I tried to calm down and explain my previous actions to my dad, but before I could speak, I heard the sound of my uncle's family downstairs, along with my mom and others, arguing.

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Downstairs was crowded with people, some were taking photos and videos.

I squeezed into the crowd.

"You dare to mess with my son!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, your kid was using a phone to secretly film under my wife's skirt..."

The one speaking was a man around thirty years old, his face and neck flushed red with anger.

"Whoever told your wife to dress so provocatively, wearing such a short skirt, can you blame others for taking pictures?" Grandma hugged Oscar, saying hatefully.

"Exactly, dressed like that, she obviously isn't a decent person, and dares to walk on the street so shamelessly!" My aunt chimed in.