"Dad... I, I..."
Qin Xueyi lifted his head, looking at the elder's eyes full of concern.
His heart suddenly twisted.
His father mistakenly thought he had some terminal illness, and was even willing to take out the coffin money.
But he...
Had never taken his father to the hospital for treatment.
Moreover.
He kept exploiting his father's illness, constantly finding ways to earn donations.
It's truly despicable.
Now he's lost the battle and the troops, unsuccessful in trying to exploit things.
Even the hundred thousand yuan deposit...
Just went down the drain like that.
"I... I, I don't have a terminal illness, just not feeling so well."
Looking at his father's concerned gaze, he had to find an excuse to brush it off.
Dared not speak the truth.
He worried...
Telling the truth might anger his father to death.
...
Jin City.
Mountain and Water Garden District.
After work.
Qin Mu returned home and had dinner.
