'Damn it!'
Crack!
As the sound of glass cracking rang out, the glass in Ye Wenming's hand broke and pierced his hand.
Immediately, blood ran down his right hand.
He had held the glass so hard that he broke it!
Wen He gasped. "You..."
"It’s nothing. Something came to my mind. Sorry, I lost my composure," Ye Wenming said lightly.
His right hand was still bleeding, but he did not seem to feel any pain.
…
"Today was meant to cheer you up by letting you meet Wen He, but you got angry instead," said Yi Jinli.
"No, I'm glad I got to meet Wen He. Jin, thank you," said Ling Yiran.
"Didn't Ye Wenming make you angry?" he asked.
"I'm angry with Ye Wenming, not with you. I just feel aggrieved for Sis Zhuo and Lil Yan. Where was he when Sis Zhuo gave birth in prison? Now, he says he wants to fund Lil Yan's treatment? Isn't it funny? That’s his own child!" said Ling Yiran.
Ling Yiran choked a little as she spoke. "His child was born with hearing problems. How much had Sis Zhuo suffered, getting up early and working late so that he could get a hearing aid for their child? Getting a hearing aid that cost 200,000 dollars was so difficult for Sis Zhuo, but 200,000 would be nothing more than a meal for him!"
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