Zhong Xiaonan is truly on the brink of collapse. She initially thought that Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao weren't particularly savvy and that a few words would easily coax them into welcoming the three of them into their home, but the result...
"You can't do this," Zhong Xiaonan said in despair, "We're family. In such difficult times, you should extend a helping hand to the three of us.
To disregard and kick us while we're down, are you even human?"
In response to Zhong Xiaonan, Xiao Chenxing splashed a basin of water.
Cold water poured over, from head to toe.
Xiao Chenxing tossed the wooden basin aside, her face indifferent. "Driving you away is kicking you while you're down? Zhong Xiaonan, let me tell you, even now, we're not kicking you down.
This is called striking a drowning dog!"
