"Crack!"
The crisp sound of breaking porcelain exploded in the luxurious living room of the Su family villa, which was particularly harsh.
A bowl of carefully cooked bird's nest porridge, together with the scalding soup, splashed onto Lin Chen's trouser legs and the handmade carpet imported from Italy under his feet, causing his skin to tingle.
However, what was more painful than this was the twisted face of mother-in-law Zhang Li, full of contempt.
"Eating rubbish! Are you addicted to eating soft food?" Zhang Li put one hand on her hips and pointed at Lin Chen's nose with the other hand. Her voice was as sharp as a poisoned knife, "I asked you to collect 500,000 yuan to buy a car for my son Wang Hao because I think highly of you! You are lucky, you can't even take out a penny, but you still have the nerve to sit here and eat from our Su family?"
Lin Chen clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion. He slowly raised his head and glanced at the mess on the ground. His voice was hoarse and dull: "Mom, it's not that I can't take it out. It's the five hundred thousand that I have a more important use for. Xiaoyue..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Li interrupted him rudely, "Your sick little sister is a bottomless pit! Three years, three years! Our Su family has raised you, a loser, for three years. What benefits have you given us? If your family didn't still have some money, would my daughter Su Wanqing be able to marry a loser like you? Now that your family is bankrupt, you should keep your tail between your legs!"
Lin Chen's chest rose and fell violently, and a rage that had been suppressed for three years surged crazily in his heart like a volcano about to erupt.
