Gu Jinxuan laughed coldly. "Are you serious? Mother, aren't you ashamed to say such things? That useless Zhou Yaoshu is even older than me, and you call him young and immature? Ah!"
"He drinks and roisters, and who knows how many wicked things he has done. And you dare say that the girl seduced him? He's so ugly; which girl would seduce him? Don't you think it's disgusting?"
"Shut up!"
Zhou Ping was so angry she almost leapt up.
Gu Jinxuan looked at Zhou Ping frostily. "I can shut up. I don't want to bother with the Zhou family's lousy deeds either. Tell me, where has the money gone?"
Zhou Ping kept quiet.
Gu Jinxuan angrily charged towards the room that Zhou Ping and Gu Yundong were staying in and began to ransack it for the bankbook.
"You… What are you doing?"
Zhou Ping panicked when she saw her son turning over boxes and drawers.