Because the other children in the An family are too obedient, there is only one weirdo named An Zimo, but he is also extremely smart. Only such a child can arouse the interest of a successful man like An Weifeng.
An Zimo walked to An Weifeng's side and sat down in a deep voice.
"I heard that I had a fight with other children at the amusement park today?" An Weifeng said as he picked up An Zimo's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and put them on his plate.
"Um."
An Zimo groaned in an extremely weak voice, clearly ignoring his words.
"Is he your classmate?" An Weifeng continued to ask in a good mood.
"Um."
"I heard that she is still a little girl. I said, son, this is wrong with you. Why are you so fussy with a little girl?"
An Zimo lowered his head and ate the food from his plate indifferently, with no intention of continuing this topic with An Weifeng.
Seeing An Weifeng talking to himself here, Song Huiru's expression changed, but quickly returned to its original state.
Dao Zhenyu glanced at An Zimo displeasedly.
"I said Zimo, didn't you hear your father talking to you? What is your attitude?"
An Zimo raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, the sarcasm in his eyes was self-evident, and without any words, he continued to eat the food from his plate as if nothing had happened.
An Zhenyu is young and energetic, how can he bear such sullenness.
"Have you turned a deaf ear to what I said? Who are you acting to for such a big star?"
"Zhenyu." Song Huiru's face turned ugly, and she gave An Zhenyu a warning look.
An Weifeng's expression was extremely cold, "Do you have the right to speak here? I haven't said anything yet, why are you yelling here?"
"Father, do you know that you are being indulgent?" An Zhenyu heard An Weifeng's scolding of him, and his inner injustice was completely overturned.
Ever since this illegitimate child entered the An family, their lives had been completely disrupted.
The reason why my mother had to humble herself every day to please him, a bastard who was born outside, was just to please the man who betrayed her.
And the children born to their real wives have to look at this bastard's face every day.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so An Zhenyu lifted the tablecloth off the table.
"Don't eat it all."
"Bang-----"
The dishes were broken on the floor, and the maid behind him hurriedly came up.
"Bastard!" An Weifeng reached out and slammed his hand on the table angrily.
"Who are you showing this to? Huh? It's not your turn to be lawless in this family."
The scene was completely chaotic!
An Xiangdong stood up quickly and grabbed the impulsive An Zhenyu, "Father, don't be angry, I will take Zhenyu away and teach him a lesson."
"Yes--quick, Xiangdong, take him away quickly." Seeing An Weifeng's expression change, Song Huiru hurriedly urged.
She knew that if Zhenyu continued to make trouble like this, An Weifeng would not forgive him easily.
"Father, don't be angry. Zhenyu didn't mean it."
The sisters of the An family also hurriedly stood up and spoke. Their eyes were full of hatred, and they looked at the boy who was sitting aside and watching coldly, intentionally or unintentionally.
An Zimo was a brat, and he watched the show unfolding in front of him with an indifferent expression.
There was a trace of sarcasm hanging on the corner of his mouth.
An Weifeng looked fiercely at An Zhenyu, who was standing aside and still had a sullen face. "It's best not to do it intentionally. You heard me clearly. Zimo can only be taught by me in this family. You'd better not provoke him."
"Father, aren't we your children?" An Zhenyu was still dissatisfied, with tears of grievance in his eyes.
The hatred for An Zimo in his heart almost reached the point of gnashing his teeth. If it was really possible, he could not wait to make that bastard disappear from this world immediately.