Gu Chengqiao was nearly enraged to death. His temples were throbbing. He had always had a loving relationship with his son, with virtually no quarrels. Mostly, he had always been accommodating to his son, and his son had rarely defied him.
But now, to his surprise, these years of indulging his son had spoiled him to this extent that he would even dare to insult his own father.
"Your words have no use, when I say you are not allowed to date Qiao Yin, it means you are not allowed! You can't, and you should not even be near her, let alone touch her!" he exclaimed.
"You say I can't touch her, right?"
Gu Jing's rebellious streak surfaced instantly, "Well, I'll tie her to a hotel and sleep with her tonight, then! See how you'll handle that!" he defiantly said.
"You!"
Gu Chengqiao pointed at his son ragingly, for the first time realizing he might have spoiled his son too much.