"What do I mean? My mom had to keep that crone alive for ten years for nothing. And what did she get after she passed away?"

The jarhead’s eyes glowed with greed. "She loves you the most, Little Moon. It only makes sense that we recoup some of those costs from you, right, Little Yue? My mother is an honest woman who can’t bring herself to ask something like this, so it falls on me, your older cousin, to say it. Ten years of food expenses, treatment cost and cremation fee have got to amount to at least a hundred thousand, right? You’ve your boss now, surely you can afford to pay this much, right?"

A shaking Chaos Moon pointed a furious finger at him. "Grandma wasn’t a crone, you fucking animal!"

Annoyed, the jarhead roared back, "Pay me now, bitch! I don’t care if it’s a couple thousand or tens of thousands, I don’t have time to waste on you! You may have a good time fucking around like the whore you are, but the rest of the family are still eating dirt!"

"You! You!"

Chaos Moon’s shoulders shook with fury, but she still took out her small white handbag and tried to grab for her money.

I hurriedly stopped her and said,...