Su Chengxuan was getting impatient, "Mom, they aren't as bad as you make them out to be. Forget it, I don't want to talk to you about it, I'm going to look for a job."
Listening to them argue every day was giving Su Chengxuan a headache.
This time, he barely had a narrow escape and also learned his lesson, he dare not do anything mischievous again.
After all, it's not easy staying unscathed and alive.
Su Guohua doubted his hearing, he couldn't help but ask: "Chengxuan, you...you want to find a job?"
To be clear, he has never seriously worked, and spends his days hanging out with misfits.
In the past, Su Guohua would never let him be idle, but having become this way himself, he felt embarrassed to criticize him.
"What kind of work can you do?"
Seeing the look of doubt on their faces, Su Chengxuan knew just how much of a failure he was.
The gap between him and Su Shijie was more than substantial.
