All of a sudden, the living room fell silent. Those who had their heads down, looked speechless, or were dumbfounded, except for Mrs. Lin who wore a stern face, no one dared to speak.
Zhou Jiao kept smiling at Mrs. Lin, and now she saw that the smile finally disappeared from the other's face and was replaced with a stern look.
She laughed and said, "Grandma, you're not mad, are you? Please don't be. If you got sick and ended up in the hospital, my mom would definitely scold me when I go back. Don't get worked up, money is just a worldly possession. You can't take it with you when you're born or when you die. Don't worry, I won't take your personal savings."
As Zhou Jiao spoke more, Mrs. Lin's face sank further, and she angrily said, "No. Even among brothers, accounts should be settled clearly! It's better for you to figure it out clearly. Whatever belongs to the Zhou Family, I won't repay a single cent less."
