Xia Yu had borrowed some money from Chen Lian a few days ago, but he had spent it all in just a matter of days.
Helpless and out of options, Xia Yu returned home and extended his hand toward his parents.
"You good-for-nothing! All you do is eat, drink, and have fun!" Xia He was still simmering with anger from what had happened at Xia Ye's place when Xia Yu returned home and walked right into his rage.
Seeing Xia He about to pick up the ashtray from the table to smash it on Xia Yu's head, Chen Lian hurriedly rushed over to shield him.
In the heat of the moment, Xia He swung the ashtray, and it struck Chen Lian's head hard.
Seeing that Chen Lian's head had been cut open, Xia He panicked.
Xia Yu, who had been fearing a beating himself, never expected to see his own mother being harmed.
He yelled, "Someone's attacking! Murder!" At the same time, he ran outside.
Hearing the commotion, Xia Jiang and Song Yan rushed over.
