Hong Pei's expression was very unpleasant.
"Oh really, aren't you just doing this to make money? Xuezhi said you can earn hundreds of thousands from a single advertisement. So, have you grown wings and no longer care about family matters? Your dad just fell a couple of days ago, and he's still lying in the hospital, yet we haven't seen you bring any money over!"
"Exactly, exactly." Meng Xuezhi chimed in from the side, "Our mom worked so hard to raise you, is this how you repay her? You know how much mom loves Bofan and Buchen, yet you still use them to make money? Making money is one thing, but you didn't even inform the family!"
"Oh, I see." She glanced at the car behind Meng Wanzhi, "Perhaps you gave all the money to the Jiang Family, you ungrateful wretch!"
The mother and daughter didn't seem to care about airing their dirty laundry in public, and they started a commotion right at the intersection.
