The more Chen Feng thought about it, the angrier he felt. If Song Yao really managed to get into a university, wouldn't her future be better and better?
No! How could the person who caused him and his daughter to become street rats live such a good life? Chen Feng gritted his teeth in anger. He clenched his fists tightly and swore that he would make Song Yao pay the price!
Chen Huan still did not know her father's plan. She tilted her head and could not help but say, "Why is that little b*tch Song Yao so lucky?"
Chen Feng took out 10 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Chen Huan. "Didn't you always say that you wanted to take a shower? Is this enough?"
Chen Huan took the ten yuan and her eyes lit up. "It's enough! Of course it's enough!"
If it was in the past, a mere ten yuan might not even be enough for Chen Huan to buy clothes. But now, Chen Huan was no longer the little princess of the past.
