"Cousin, please, help me one more time, just this once, just help me this once, I promise there won't be a next time...."
Hearing no response from Xue Man, the sound of desperate pleading came again from the other end of the phone.
"How much?" Xue Man took a deep breath and asked.
"Two... two hundred thousand."
"Two hundred thousand, Chen Hao, you've lost so much again."
Xue Man's voice suddenly rose several notches, filled with anger: "Do you know how much money I have given you over this past year, how many times I've cleaned up your mess? Why can't you just learn a lesson? I'm telling you, Chen Hao, this is the last time. If you gamble again in the future, I won't give you a penny. Back then, I was soft-hearted because Uncle Chen is already old and I was afraid he couldn't take the blow, so I didn't tell him about you being expelled from school for gambling. But look at what you've become now, you're just a piece of trash, a scum of society."
