Bab 261: Wrath

Slurp.

To Trung Phong slurped the bowl of noodles that Hana made for him.

"Sigh."

He touched his stomach with his hand.

The bruise from the last fight was still there. It was indeed a bit painful.

"Big Bro, take this."

Hana handed him a stack of money.

"What's this?" He squinted at it.

"Money so you can eat. From morning till evening, just eating one bowl of noodles, how can you manage?"

"It's the money I saved up."

To Trung Phong sighed.

"I'm not taking your money, keep it."

Hana persistently shoved the money into his hand.

"Consider it a loan if you must, just take it."

"Sigh. Keep it."

He frowned and pushed it away.

But Hana held his hand tightly and put the money in.

Her eyes welled up.

"...Because of me, Mom cut your allowance."

"Let me help."

Seeing her about to cry, To Trung Phong could only reluctantly accept it.

"Silly."

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