By the time Su Chengxuan returned home, it was already midnight.
Su Guohua was drunk and sound asleep.
As he stepped through the door and switched on the light, he was startled to see Zhang Juan dishevelled, sitting on the couch.
"Mom, why aren't you asleep at this hour?"
Zhang Juan smirked coldly, "With that drunkard, Su Guohua, I don't want to share a bed."
She turned her head and saw Su Chengxuan was beaten up again, "Chengxuan, you got beaten up again? Was it done under Su Ningyan's command, that wretch?"
Zhang Juan was deeply hurt by Su Ningyan, Lin Xiaozhu, and Su Guohua.
Mentioning them, springs up murderous intents within Zhang Juan.
"It's okay, you go to sleep. Don't scare people in the middle of the night."
Su Chengxuan was dead tired and, as he touched his phone in his pocket and thought about the money he had to pay back in a week, his headache worsened.
