Good-For-Nothing Son-In-Law: the More You Step on Me, the Stronger You Become

As he spoke, his hand shook and the entire glass of red wine spilled onto the ground. There was a dark red stain on the carpet, like a pool of dried blood. "My pair of shoes costs thirty-six thousand." Su Ziang lifted up his polished leather shoes, and then stepped lightly into the wine stains, "I accidentally knocked over the cup just now. If you don't wipe it clean and make Mr. Luo and the others laugh, where will our Su family's face be?" Everyone was laughing.