Enlightened

Sevin looked at his son and asked, "What do you think? It's better than you staying in the Presidential Palace. What's more, you can do whatever you want. You don't have to play second fiddle to others." "..." Justin slightly frowned, not because he didn't know how to make a choice, but because he had an upset stomach at this moment. "Tsk!" Justin snorted and raised his hand to stroke his stomach. Since the last stomach bleeding, he had been eating irregularly, in a bad mood, often drinking, so his stomach was in a bad condition. "What's wrong?" Sevin saw his son's abnormality and asked with concern, "Do you have an upset stomach?" "It's none of your business!" Justin retorted stiffly. "If you have nothing more to say, I'm leaving." After that, he turned around and walked out of the door. However, how could Sevin let his son go just like that? He quickly walked over and grabbed hold of Justin. Justin instinctively wanted to fight back, but as soon as he raised his hand, Sevin stopped h