Zhan Zhengye wished he could strangle this brat. Among his brother's kids, this one's tongue was the sharpest and most annoying.
"Jingmo, you're mistaken. It's not that your Second Aunt is feeling guilty. It's just that you're always hanging out with those shady friends, and we're afraid you've heard some gossip to talk nonsense here," Zhan Zhengye naturally wouldn't let this kid continue the topic and instead scolded him, "You're such a troublemaker at your age. You always cause trouble outside, making your big brother worry about you. Look at your big brother, managing such a big corporation, running from one meeting to another, and still having to care for a younger brother in poor health. And then there's you, adding even more worry. How much more of a short life do you think your big brother will have because of you...?"
