Chen Hao's face turned as white as a sheet, Lu Tianxing's words pounding his heart like a series of heavy hammers, leaving him breathless. He used to be a pride and joy; when he got into Beijing University, he was the role model in his family and among relatives. But now, he doesn't even dare to go home, only sneaking phone calls, claiming he's doing well. He simply can't face his aging father and those eyes full of expectation.
Seeing Chen Hao's expression, Lu Tianxing sighed helplessly and said, "Looking at your face, your family probably doesn't have much money; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent your cousin to ask for money. Those rich kids can spend excessively because they have a good dad, so it's no big deal. You don't even have a good dad, so what right do you have to gamble?"
