Chapter 781 - 097 Condolences_2
"What do you mean by wailing like at a funeral? I am in mourning!" Lin Jiazhong had long harbored dissatisfaction with his deceitful younger brother, and now everything about him was irksome.
"Are you ever going to finish?" Lin Jiaxiao’s eyes bulged with anger, "If you don’t start talking, I’m leaving!"
"Who are you trying to intimidate? And you call yourself ’sir’! If you’re the big man, then cough up the silver, didn’t you work in the town for several months? You must have made a tidy sum, just right to show some filial piety to our father!"
Seeing Lin Jiazhong’s outstretched hand, a chill ran down Lin Jiaxiao’s spine—he knew this old fool had nothing good for him, and even hiding inside, he was still called out.
Lin Jiaxiao rolled his eyes, thinking he could get money from him? No chance!
"No money!"
"No money? Then how did you afford Chunfeng Building?" Lin Jiazhong was both angry and shocked to hear such blatant lies from his younger brother, and in a moment of emotional loss, he blurted out what he had seen before.
Lin Jiaxiao, in a panic, stamped his foot and glanced at the villagers watching them. With a flushed face, he argued, "Who—Who went to the Chunfeng Building? Don’t slander me! How could I possibly go to such a place?"
Inwardly, he berated himself, thinking how could his secrecy have been discovered by his eldest brother? Misfortune!
Lin Jiazhong knew he had hit a sore spot and snorted coldly, extending his hand: "I was not mistaken; it all depends on what you do now."
Despicable! Sly!