Jun Wuyang's mother, Jun Qing, and the Old Lady of the Jun Family, each one of them was an accomplice that led to the events of today, and he would not spare any of them.
Jun Qing was so angry he couldn't utter a single word. Watching Jun Moyan's heartless figure heading upstairs, he felt agonizing pain in his chest and his face was twisted in anguish.
Eventually, Mr. and Mrs. Jun Qing were unceremoniously driven out of Wu Garden, not even a shred of dignity was left untouched.
Standing at the entrance of Wu Garden, Jun Qing instantly aged several years, even his eyes lost their previous brightness.
Overnight, his closest two sons had turned on each other, the older son was still in emergency care, and the younger son had even declared he wouldn't spare him either.
What kind of sin had he committed?
Jun Qing couldn't afford to waste time wallowing in sorrow; he hurried to the hospital with Mrs. Jun and those policemen who had also been thrown out.
