Prepared for the worst? Cheng Qingchong's hand that held the doorknob tightened. When Qin Yinan started speaking again, she held her breath to focus on her listening.
"…At worst, I'll apply for bankruptcy… There's always money to be earned. It's not so bad… Regarding the bank loan, I'll figure it out… I still have the house and car, right?"
Apply for bankruptcy? The problem Qin Yinan's company is facing is so big that he has to apply for bankruptcy? Just as the question entered her mind, Qin Yinan hung up.
Cheng Qingchong immediately pulled her thoughts back, closed the door, and rushed back to lie in bed.
The house was quiet for a long time before Cheng Qingchong heard Qin Yinan's footsteps, coming not toward the bedroom but the study. As the door of the study opened and closed, the house became quiet once more.
