Gu Family:
Han Siming, half-awake and half-asleep due to drunkenness, squinted his eyes upon hearing Dong Qin's words.
"Mom… what are you talking about?"
"Hmph… useless trash, snap out of it right now."
After speaking, Dong Qin raised her hand and poured an entire bottle of red wine over Han Siming's head.
Her frustration was palpable.
She had placed all her hopes on Han Siming, but reality proved him to be a massive disappointment.
Years of effort—all gone to waste.
Han Siming, drenched in wine, regained some clarity and looked at Dong Qin in dismay as he said, "Mom, what are you doing?"
"The question is, what are you doing? At a time like this, we must pull ourselves together and turn the tables… Siming, are you really willing to stay crushed under Gu Mochen's foot for the rest of your life?"
"No… no, of course not."
The mention of Gu Mochen's name filled Han Siming's eyes with hatred.