After he ended the call, Young Master Lu got the staff to turn the aircon off. He gritted his teeth and opened WeChat. He opened the chat group he had with Ming Ansheng and Yan Rusheng.
'Just you wait, you'll come begging me one day.'
Since when did he go around borrowing money? He only borrowed from the two of them!
These bad friends betrayed him whenever it came to women.
They didn't lend him money, and furthermore, they made things worse.
Once he sent the message, someone replied quickly. 'Think about how you're going to survive the next few days first.'
It was from Ming Ansheng.
Young Master Lu was filled with resentment. He flung his phone onto the table. He rested his head on his palm.
He felt indignant. He picked up his phone and dialed Zhou Shuang's number.
This hooligan was becoming more arrogant. She cut off his finances and now he didn't even have money to top-up the petrol in his car.
