Gong Dajiang didn't rest well for the whole night; the news he heard last night still wouldn't let him calm down.
Gong Dajiang didn't expect his own wife to be so biased, sixty yuan a year, he really didn't see it coming.
By morning, Gong Dajiang's mood hadn't improved at all; his expression towards Zhang Lan was as unpleasant as it could get.
Zhang Lan was all sorts of restless, "Old man, um..."
"You'd better think carefully about that money," Gong Dajiang pressed on about the money.
The money was certainly received, but Zhang Lan really didn't have it on her, "Um, um..."
Zhang Lan knew that saying it all went to Gong Qiang would probably make the old man blow up, but not saying it left her with no way to produce the money; what could she do?
Zhang Lan was filled with hate, knowing that Cai Meina, this daughter-in-law, was the most cunning, just like her parents.
"Speak," Gong Dajiang was furious, "Did you give it to your mother's family?"
