Wu Dashan turned his body to look at his daughter, angrily speaking to her.
A child of an affluent family?
An ordinary person?
Wu Jiaojiao felt a wave of discomfort in her heart, and eventually, the pain began to burn. Just before she was about to cry, she unconsciously raised her hand and forcefully pressed it against her eyes.
"If we go bankrupt, our family will be ruined, do you understand? Your brother, with his temperament, can he adapt to a commoner's life? And you, always thinking yourself extraordinary since you were young, do you think you can endure the life of a poor family? Each piece of clothing you're wearing costs tens of thousands, doesn't it? Can you go from living in a villa to living in a cramped apartment? Or can you give up those branded bags and buy counterfeits? Jiaojiao, think carefully!"
After Wu Dashan finished speaking, he stood up: "I'll go out and check on your situation, if everything's okay, we'll go home."
