"Hahahaha... So that's how it is." Suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Luo Ling screamed and rushed forward, trying to support him.
But the always gentle Luo Yan suddenly turned sharp.
"Don't touch me!"
His eyes were blood-red, his face contorted with fury, his hands clenched into fists, his entire body shaking with extreme grief and indignation.
He never would have imagined.
That this was his family.
A family who would let his own brother tarnish his girlfriend!
How could they come up with something like that?
Under extreme agitation, Luo Yan's body couldn't stand firm. After a long time, he managed to steady himself, looking at each person in the room. His gaze, unfamiliar and despairing.
"You make me sick!"
Then he leaned over and headed for the door.
Luo Jing stood up, furious: "Luo Yan, is this your attitude? Is this how you treat your parents and brothers?"
