"That day, he and my dad got into an argument. He wanted my dad's house, but Dad refused, so they started fighting. Then Wang Dagang told my mom to hit my dad. My mom wouldn't do it, so he slapped her across the face. The three of them ended up in a chaotic brawl."
Qin Tao didn't want to recall what happened that day. At the time, he'd been sitting in a corner gnawing on a chicken leg, a bottle of beer beside him.
As far as he was concerned, the three of them were just fighting over money.
Even though his own parents were involved, he'd known for years that they were selfish, lazy people—and that he was, too.
People like them only cared about their own comfort and happiness, ignoring everything else.
So, even when he saw Wang Dagang rip out a clump of Feng Lan's hair and kick Qin Jiqun to the ground, Qin Tao didn't move.
