Zhang Hanyu, Unrepentant

"Not going to be sentenced too severely? Where did you get the idea that he'd be lightly punished? Even if someone loses a few hundred, it's still their own choice to gamble, but who could have fooled him into losing for two entire months?" Grandma Wang asked, her voice filled with anger.

Zhang Xiyue flinched at her grandmother's harsh words, a strong sense of resentment bubbling inside her. Why was it always her who had to bear the blame for everything? She never got any of the good things, but whenever something went wrong, she was always dragged into it.

If it weren't for her brother's mess, the Zhang family wouldn't have a future in the Beijing compound. She decided right then that, if not for the trouble her brother had caused, she wouldn't care about the reckless brat.

With this thought, Zhang Xiyue cast a quick glance at the police officers standing by, then pulled her grandmother aside.