The two of them had been on the same side for a long time. Their common enemy was song ran. They were happy to see song ran in a sorry state, be poor, lose her family fortune, and then her man.
Shen mengfang looked at Wen Huihui awkwardly. Huihui, auntie's money doesn't come from nowhere. You're asking for 150 yuan. You know that auntie's daily expenses are paid by song ran's father. Previously, song ran, that wretched girl, got a photo from God knows where and caused song to lose trust in me. She even reduced the amount of pocket money she gave me. Auntie isn't well-off.
Although they were on the same side now, she was still reluctant to ask Shen mengfang to bleed.
Wen Huihui clenched her fists and looked at Shen mengfang. aunty Shen, you're the only one who can help me now. If I agree but refuse to buy a qipao for my mother, my life in that family will be even more difficult.
