Zhang Yu thought that Zhang Hao's punishment was just that, but she didn't expect there was more to it.
Which was that Zhang Hao's allowance was reduced to 500, leaving Zhang Yu stunned.
Zhang Hao jumped up in anger, "Dad, how can you do this?"
1500 was already barely enough, and now with 500, it's even less sufficient.
Don't mention taking Chen Jiaojiao out to eat, drink, and play; even his own expenses fall short.
"How is it not enough? Tell me, where is it not sufficient," Zhang Dong countered, "Tell me your monthly expenses."
"Just saying it's not enough isn't enough; you have to back it up."
"I, I..." Zhang Hao pressed his lips tightly; he really couldn't account for all of it.
Seeing Zhang Hao stammer and hesitate while reporting his expenses for a long time, Zhang Dong was fed up with waiting.
"Let me put it directly: you're not only spending on yourself but also giving money to Chen Jiaojiao."
