"Dad's still in there? What's going on?"
Detainees had no access to certain outside information, so Xiahou Rongsheng had not known these past few days that his father was also trapped behind bars.
Mother Xiahou glanced at her son and said coldly, "What do you think?"
"..."
Xiahou Rongsheng could not help but shudder, his heart filled with unease.
He did not even need to think about it. It had to be related to him.
But he could not understand it. He had been the one to slash Professor Xiahou Qingzhi with a small knife—so why had his father, the victim, been arrested too?
And judging by the hollow look in his mother's eyes, his father's situation was clearly not looking good.
"mom, I was wrong then. I know I was wrong. Let's hurry and think of a way to save dad. We can go find Uncle Liu, go find Uncle Meng."
Xiahou Rongsheng grabbed his mother's hand and anxiously rattled off a string of names. He knew this family could not do without his father. Without Professor Xiahou Qingzhi, they would fall several ranks.
But Mother Xiahou asked coldly, "You know you were wrong? Then tell me, where were you wrong?"
"I..."
Xiahou Rongsheng froze, not knowing what to say.
Was he supposed to say that father and son had both "fallen in love" with the same woman? Did he have any shame left?
So he could only mumble vaguely, "I was wrong to mistake a woman from a passing affair for true love."
"..."
That was the gravest fault Xiahou Rongsheng could think of. After all, he had been so infatuated with Yuli, only to be stabbed in the back by her in the end. The lesson had been far too painful.
But Mother Xiahou let out a