In a place as small as a palm, sooner or later, your family will find out about your affairs. Once relatives and friends recognize you, see where you can hide your face.
The night before last, you said you were having dinner with your brothers and even sent a video, saying you were staying at his place. I took care of the kids until after ten and received a message from you that was immediately retracted. When I asked what you sent, you didn't reply. I thought it was something embarrassing, didn't think much of it.
The next morning at seven, I couldn't reach you. It took three tries to get through on the phone—only to find a woman on the other end. She said you guys had too much to drink and were at the hotel, specifically emphasizing "Don't get me wrong, we booked two rooms." I drove straight over and ran into the two of you sitting in the lobby at the front desk. You explained that you were too drunk to check messages, and she apologized, saying your brother had left first.
The surveillance footage doesn’t lie. How you got into the hotel and what the entrance looked like is all very clear.
On the way back, you kept repenting, saying you would never drink again and blaming your brother for being unreliable. When we got home, you even asked me, "Why don’t you care if I’m feeling bad?"
What’s even more ridiculous is that the woman added me on WeChat that night, claiming to be your ex-girlfriend, saying "I shouldn’t ruin your family." I immediately blocked her; hearing another word would make me sick.
When a person is lost, money cannot be lost. The money I spent on you over the years, I will get every penny back.
To walk the right path, you must be with the right people to go far. The market is like this—either watch others eat meat or decisively follow the right people.
I am Sister Anxin. If you want to change too, I will help you to shore.
