"Money? It's all gone. We used it to buy this apartment. If you want it, you will have to wait until I save up. When I do, I'll pay you back."
"Okay, fine." After speaking, Huo Mian turned to leave.
"Huo Mian, what happened?"
"Zhixin was in a car accident." Huo Mian's voice was raspy.
"You shouldn't come to me for something of this magnitude. You should go look for your rich ex-boyfriend," Ning Zhiyuan suddenly said.
Huo Mian did not reply, but her face was filled with disappointment. She turned around to leave.
After speaking, Ning Zhiyuan regretted his decision. Why did he have to pick on her like that?
"Zhiyuan, whose voice was that? Why aren't you coming back in?" A feminine voice rang out from the bedroom.
Ning Zhiyuan actually still had money on his card. There was a hundred thousand yuan left in his account that he was going to use for the wedding.
