"Weren't you the ones who kept saying I was useless?"
The man was both guilty and angry. He shouted, "Weren't you the ones who said you wouldn't lend me any more money?"
Otherwise, would he have been worrying about money so much that someone took advantage of him and led him into a trap?
Wasn't he the one who'd had the worst luck?
His whole body still hurt!
"Heh. Usually you're so quick-witted it's almost annoying, but when it counts, you can't think straight at all."
"Can't you tell we were just saying that in anger?"
The veins on the old man's hands and forehead bulged, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. "You're our only son."
"If you were really in need, really in trouble... would we just stand by and let you die?"
"You're our son!"
"Dad."
The man spoke hesitantly. "Dad, you have to help me. It's a million yuan."
"How could I ever pay that back?"
"They'll be satisfied if I give them the property deed."
"Otherwise, they really will beat me to death!"
"Dad!"
"Mom!"
"Please, you have to save me!"
"You still have the nerve to say that?"
The old man clutched his chest and panted heavily. "Are you an idiot?"
"How could you fall for such an obvious trap..."
"Old man, take it easy."
The old woman helped calm him down, but her own face was frighteningly pale.
"Asong, you—"
Then she looked at her son standing by the bed. Her gaze was complicated, and her lips trembled violently. "You—"
"How could you be so foolish?"
She really hadn't expected much from this child.
He had been so well-behaved when he was little, but the older he got, the more trouble he caused them.
She couldn't remember