Qiao Haidong was a little afraid of his son's aggressive demeanor, "There's... not much left."
"Give me the bank card."
"There's no money left on the card, I swear, son! I gave your mother a hundred thousand from the money I earned. The rest was all used to pay off debts."
Seeing he was unwilling to hand over the bank card, Qiao Jiasen pushed him onto the floor.
Lying on the floor with his face being scratched by the glass, Qiao Haidong screamed in pain, "Jiasen, let me get up! The floor is covered in broken glass, my face hurts!"
Qiao Jiasen was indifferent to his cries. He stepped on Qiao Haidong's back, held his hand, and began to search his body with his free hand.
After a while, he pulled out a bank card.
Qiao Haidong instinctively tried to snatch it back, but Qiao Jiasen swiftly dodged his attempt.
He took the bank card, logged into the mobile banking, and was shocked to find a balance of two million.