"Cough, cough, cough!"
Luo Yuantu completely broke down. The Luo Group was gone, their house was about to be taken away, and the last twenty-something million yuan in his mother's savings had been taken by Chen Xinfan. How on earth was their family supposed to survive?
"Whimper, whimper, whimper..."
Apparently infected by the despair at home, Luo Zitong covered her mouth and burst into tears.
Chen Guihua was also depressed and uncomfortable; seeing her daughter cry so bitterly, she couldn't help but cry along.
Although Luo Xuanran didn't cry, his face was filled with despair. He couldn't help but look up at his grandmother, "Grandma, is our family really hopeless?"
The old lady didn't answer. She walked to the bedside, looking out of the window at the view outside, which was pitch-dark, just like the Luo Family's current situation: all they had was despair and she couldn't see any way to save the Luo Family at all.
"I don't know either."
