At Our Military Training Dinner, My Roommate, Whom I Sponsored, Called Me a Fake Rich Guy

I secretly put my impoverished roommate, Zhao Liyang, through college. At our military training dinner, I only paid for two extra cases of drinks, but he slammed down his chopsticks in front of everyone, cursed me for wearing fake shoes and pretending to be rich, then grabbed me by the collar and beat me mercilessly. My classmates joined in, jeering and smearing me, while our counselor demanded I forgive him without bothering to find out what had happened. Even his bedridden mother knelt and begged me to keep funding him. Unable to take it any longer, I revealed who I was. But he secretly deleted my assignments, sent anonymous letters full of lies, and even faked an injury to accuse me of pushing him and breaking his bones. Think expelling him would be the end of it? He went to the foot of my father's company's building to play the victim and win sympathy, causing my father to suffer a heart attack and be hospitalized, and the company's stock to plummet. I was extreme