"Mom, am I wrong? He's been lazy and indulgent all these years, haven't I supported him enough? And now you want me to buy him a house and a car? I can't do it!" Caiyun said firmly.
"Sis, you're being too harsh. How am I lazy and indulgent? I've been working hard over the years too." Zhiyong's face was equally dark, but possibly because he needed Caiyun, he held back his anger and kept his tone relatively calm.
"Hah."
Caiyun laughed directly: "Do you have the nerve to say you work? You're a grown man, do you have a single penny saved? Apart from hanging out with your gang of shady friends, what else do you know how to do?"
"I..." Zhiyong suddenly choked up, his face was dark for a long time, unable to say a single word.
