"That's my money, don't get it twisted." Fan Er was frantic, his face twisted with rage as he yelled.
Jia Shanliang felt a pang of fear, but remembering he couldn't move, she relaxed, "You're a cripple, you can't spend money. What's the point of keeping so much?"
"Besides, I'm taking care of you now. Don't I deserve some payment?"
"Look at your family now, they're all in trouble and they've all fled for safety, not a single one cares about you. Doesn't that make you feel bad?"
Jia Shanliang wasn't afraid of provoking Fan Er, each word she uttered was increasingly harsh.
Fan Er was so furious he was about to explode, yet couldn't overcome the cold desolation inside.
She wasn't wrong; the family was in turmoil now. His parents and sister were all looking out for themselves, none of them had the time to deal with him.
That was exactly why he was so irritable.
He felt abandoned by the entire world.
