Huo Ziheng received a call from Mother Huo, admitting that he needed to donate fifty million.
Mother Huo's fingers trembled in shock, "Foolish! How could you dare to buy it at such a high price?"
Of course, in her heart, Mother Huo despised Jiang Ning even more. No matter what, she had brought her home and let her live there for two years, and there was an inseverable blood relationship between her and Huo Ziheng. As her biological brother, it would have been right for her to not only eat a chicken or two of hers but even if she had to eat her out of house and home every meal!
Huo Ziheng felt an overwhelming bitterness in his heart.
The taste of hunger, only those who have experienced it know, is worse than death.
However, if he had known that everything in the variety shows was fake, he would never have bought Jiang Ning's stuff.
But now everything had already happened, and thinking about it was useless.