18. Fitting...

The father and son over there were in a stalemate for a while, and the atmosphere in the RV here was even colder.

Ou Tianbao's eyes were red, and he stared at the door being slammed shut.The car started, and Ou Xingtian's tall figure hugged Ou Lingyi, getting further and further away from him. He turned around and roared at the driver: "Damn! Who told you to drive! Stop! Go back!"

His expression was twisted and ferocious, with blue veins on his forehead. He looked extremely terrified, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.

"I'm sorry, young master, I dare not disobey! I am offended!" The driver turned his head and nodded apologetically, but he continued to drive forward dutifully.

"Bastard! I'll let Dad fire you sooner or later!" Ou Tianbao picked up the backpack he put on the seat and smashed it directly at the back of the driver's head. The bag was not properly closed, and the contents were scattered all over the car.