Shazhu's spit sprayed wildly across Su Changshun's face. "I was the one who lent you money and helped you out! And now you're pushing your luck, aren't you? You really think you're some kind of big shot now? Banging on the table and calling people stupid—who gave you the nerve? Huh? Who authorized you to talk to me like that? Is that any way for a debtor to act?"
Shazhu's face was flushed red with rage, his chest heaving violently. All the grievances he had suffered over Qin Huairu, the humiliation of being lectured to like a little grandson—at this moment, under the grand banner of being a "creditor," erupted like a volcano!
A twist! A dramatic twist!
Chapter 37