The police comrades educated them, and then Qin Mufeng remembered his mother.

Just as he was about to ask, a group of old men walked in, and the last one was still his father.

I called my father-in-law here because he is the victim and has the right to know.

I said helplessly, "Qin Mufeng, you should give more money to your mother in the future! At such an old age, she's still messing around with relationships."

The voice was not loud, but it had a strong impact.

My father-in-law wanted to pull me aside to clarify the situation, but he was stopped by the bodyguards.

Qin Mufeng widened his eyes and said, "Shiqi, what do you mean? Can you say such things casually? We are still husband and wife, whether you believe it or not..."

Two tall bodyguards stood in front of me. Qin Mufeng, with a height of 175cm, suddenly felt short.

I pointed at those old men and started poking him in the chest again.

"Qin Mufeng, these are all your mother's guests. You can also call them 'dad'."

The sugar daddies are also daddies!

Qin Mufeng clenched his fists and angrily punched the wall.