"Father?" Gong Zhiming's forehead broke out in cold sweat from the pain, "All my life, he's done nothing but scold me for being useless. What has he ever given me? How has he ever helped me? I haven't received a single cent of his money!"
"Grandfather is just afraid you won't work hard and is pushing you to carve out your own career! Is his strictness really harming you?"
"There's no need to speak up for him. That old geezer is just a miser! Hah, with all that money, does he plan to take it with him to the grave?"
Hopeless!
"You'd better not bother Grandfather again, or I won't let you off!" Gong Xiaoqiao left the café in a rage.
Gong Xiaoqiao was filled with pent-up frustration and wanted to talk to Gu Hangshen when she got home, but today, exceptionally, he had not come back yet.
But soon he called, "Honey, are you home?"
She hadn't poured out her feelings yet, but his single word 'honey' lifted her spirits considerably, "Mhm."
