Ding Jiayi did not like Qiao Zijin's method of helping her out. It was not an easy task to clean up the house. It would take them half a day to do a simple clean up. If they intended to do a thorough cleaning, they would really have to go without sleep.
"No, Mom, listen to me." Qiao Zijin pulled Ding Jiayi to one side. "Mom, when you stopped me and Qiao Nan from leaving just now, I accidentally bumped into Qiao Nan. I noticed that she seemed to be hiding something in her clothes. It felt like a packet of money. I think there is a large amount of money."
The stack felt long and rectangular. Besides money, Qiao Zijin could not think of any other possibility.
"No, where did she get the money from!" She and Old Qiao had no money. It was impossible that a child like Qiao Nan would have money with her.
"Did she borrow it?"
