Jiang Guoli glared at him in frustration but didn't dare say more. He lowered his head and turned back to the room. When he reemerged, he held a bundle of money wrapped in newspaper. He had obviously counted it inside, and he handed it directly to Jiang Yexun.
Without questioning the amount, Jiang Yexun reached out to take it. However, Jiang Guoli couldn't bear to let go and clutched one corner tightly.
"Yexun, are you really so heartless that you must take the money? The treatment costs for Mancang are already insufficient. Taking the money means you're determined to let him become a fool. In the future, won't he just be a burden to your mother if he lives with me?" Jiang Guoli's words were half moral blackmail, half threat.
He didn't consider that Guo Hongxiang might actually dare to divorce him. Because of this, he felt free to act recklessly, believing that no matter how badly he offended his son, his youngest would still have to take care of him in old age.