Xiao Chen looked at the two elderly people and couldn't help but sigh. They used to be wealthy, but now they were living in abject hardship.
Dong Zhi's father wore glasses, the frames of which were broken, but taped together because they couldn't afford new ones.
The items in the eyeglass stores were ridiculously expensive, and they were still hoping to save enough money for their son's appeal.
Dong Zhi's mother also looked much older than before.
This woman was a lady of respectable family, originally gentle and refined, dignified and beautiful. Now, life had cruelly transformed her beyond recognition.
"Heh, so what if I'm deliberately causing trouble? Since you know it, you shouldn't set up your stall. You know you've offended the Hai Family, so don't make us waste our time with you every day."
A stocky man with a broad back and a round waist stood in front of the stall, his body covered in threatening tattoos, seemingly to flaunt his fearsomeness.
