Hua Hua's sharp mouth is now fixated on just this one thing, yelling frantically, filled with accusations: "You don't care about me, you only use money to brush me off, always, do you think I like this money? Do you think I value it?"
His emotions have become completely unhinged, his face controlled by a look of disgust: "I hate your money! I hate everything about you right now! Your success has taken away everything I wanted the most!"
Gu Shaocheng's face looked horrendous, the angrier he got, the more his headache worsened.
He didn't want to respond to Hua Hua's accusations; he didn't understand what he had done wrong as a brother.
He asked himself if he had done everything a brother should, but Hua Hua wanted too much, his strong possessiveness, almost pathological, was truly insane!
"Are you my wife? Do you need me to worry about everything for you, to constantly focus my attention on you? All I can give you is what a brother should give, I can't give you any more!"
