Jiang Guoqiang cut her off, replying sternly, "What do you mean, 'what's done is done'? You think it's easy for Xiaolu to earn money? You're a grown man, able-bodied, and you don't feel bad spending someone else's money?"
"Dad, I didn't want to buy it. President Lu insisted..." Jiang Ming lowered his head and said quietly.
Jiang Guoqiang refused to listen to his explanation. "He insisted, so you just took it?" he said angrily. "You don't know how to say no? Are we the kind of family that takes advantage of people?"
Pan Lanfang grew anxious and tugged on Jiang Guoqiang's sleeve. "Why are you getting so angry at him? Xiaolu meant well. When I was in the hospital last time, wasn't he the one running around helping out? What's wrong with him buying Jiang Ming a car?"
Jiang Guoqiang snorted and fell silent, but his expression remained grim.
