" Sigh, Young Master Lin, let me tell you the truth. No one will lend you money now. If we lend you money, our parents will cut off our source of income. Who would dare to do that? Don't make things difficult for me. "
With that, the other party hung up.
When Lin Cong heard him say this, he was so angry that he swept everything on the table to the ground.
Among them was the empty bowl of noodles that he had just finished.
There was a carpet on the floor, but the bowl was not broken.
Unfortunately, the soup inside spilled on the carpet.
This carpet belonged to the landlord. It was imported from Iran. It was very, very, very…It was expensive!
The square meter was calculated according to tens of thousands of dollars!
If the soup was spilled, he would have to pay for it!
Bai Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched when she saw the bowl…
She hated Lin Cong to death in her heart, but she still said,"Lin Cong, don't be like this. I don't like you being like this…"
