"...You've racked up quite a bit of debt recently, haven't you? Or have you been swindling people by using the Li Family's name?" Yan Xiaye wasn't angered by Yan Jianguo's provocation; a rational coldness flickered in her eyes as she spoke deliberately, "You probably expect Yan Shuirou to help you repay it, but she's been preoccupied with her own troubles lately. Can she still get money from Li Beicheng for you to squander?"
Compared to her, perhaps because Yan Shuirou had always played the role of the dearly loved child by their parents, she saw through their characters all too clearly.
In the past, when it was within her means, she didn't mind giving Yan Jianguo money to settle his debts, but Yan Shuirou might not see it the same way.
Now that she thought about it, she of course didn't want to support Yan Jianguo's endless gambling. She just subconsciously wanted to use money to seek her parents' favor, a pitiful reason indeed.