Lu Hua was ashamed. But she held her head high to hide her shame. "Yes."
Little did she know that her voice betrayed her. It was a voice full of guilt and regret.
Yet, it seems that Mrs. Han didn't notice that. Her thin and small face blanked. Her eyes are hollow. Her voice is trembling once she gathers her mind. She came here for a purpose.
"Jiejie.. I need your help. I.. I was truly cornered. You're my last straw of hope."
Lu Hua saw so many relatives who had this same opening when they visited her. She could guess what Mrs. Han wanted. "Are you having difficulties right now? How can I help you?" She gently said.
Mrs. Han lowering her head. Her fingers are so cold, they grip the corner of her skirt tightly. "I.. We, we need your help. Could you lend us some money?"
Lu Hua sighed. She was right. She can't deny her heart is disappointed. They haven't contacted each other for two years, and Mrs. Han only comes because of money. "How much?"
