Sun Xiuhua got up and went inside, coming back out with ten yuan. She gave it to him and said with weary patience, "This is all the money we have left in the house. Just think about how much you've already lost gambling. We even had to borrow fifty yuan from your uncle for your hospital stay this time.
We still need money for the New Year's banquet. Your father said that if he catches you messing around again, he's going to have your sister take over the job. You're twenty-one, twenty-two years old now. I can't watch over you forever. If you really won't listen, then there's nothing I can do."
"I get it. I'm going to bed." Liu Jinbao sullenly clutched the ten yuan and shuffled toward his room.
Lin Lan had no idea that Liu Jinbao, that unkillable cockroach, was still bent on dragging her down.
She kept herself so busy she barely had time to breathe, all to avoid thinking about her situation with Li Xiangyang.
