"What can't you explain? You've already been arrested. Why should you hand over your money?"
Su Xueqiang's gaze at Ma Xiulan immediately turned cold.
"Stop it. I'll talk to him." Su Dachun knew Ma Xiulan didn't know how to speak, so he pushed her aside and sat opposite Su Xueqiang. He sighed with a sad expression. "You... What about your future?"
As he spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks.
Su Xueqiang's mood was not good either, as if he had lost the person he loved most.
"I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I won't do it again." Only Su Xueqiang understood what he meant when he said he was wrong.
"It's good that you know you're wrong. Don't worry. I'll help you take care of the family in the future," said Su Dachun earnestly.
However, the father and son's expressions became even uglier after saying this.
