Bo Yonghao had always been afraid of his youngest son.
He did not know why. Obviously, he should not have been afraid. Obviously, he was the father.
Yet every time he faced Bo Yanqi, he always felt as though Bo Yanqi's presence overwhelmed his own.
He wanted to assert his authority as a father, but he had no way to control Bo Yanqi, his son.
Before anything happened to his eldest son, Bo Lin, Bo Yonghao could still rely on Bo Lin to restrain Bo Yanqi to a certain extent.
However, after Bo Lin met with disaster, Bo Yonghao had completely lost the ability to suppress Bo Yanqi.
His second son was even more useless. That entire household depended on his second daughter-in-law to hold it together.
He had thought Bo Fuyu would rise to the occasion, but in the end, he was still beyond saving!
Bo Yonghao was thoroughly unwilling to accept it.
Looking at Bo Yanqi, who did not take him seriously in the slightest, the resentment in his heart reached its peak.
"Bo Yanqi! Do you even regard me as your father?!" Bo Yonghao gripped his cane and slammed it hard against the floor.
Bo Yanqi gave a cold laugh and looked at Bo Yonghao with utter disdain.
"Do you even know what kind of thing you are? To be honest, I hate every second of the day that my body carries the blood of someone like you."
"You! You! You... you bastard!" Bo Yonghao had not expected Bo Yanqi to say something so heartless. He nearly failed to catch his breath.
Clutching his chest, he pointed at Bo Yanqi with trembling hands, yet could not force out another word.
"Bo Yanqi! How can you speak to Grandpa like that? You're utterly unfilial!" As though he had