Shen Qiongzhi looked at his dispirited expression and finally couldn't hold back. She said softly to him, "Don't worry, I've already contacted my brother… Although my dad is still not willing to talk to me, my brother is already coming over…"
Before she could finish her words, Qiao Weimin stood up abruptly, his expression gloomy. "Your brother is coming?"
Knowing what he was thinking, Shen Qiongzhi grabbed his hand and said softly, "I don't want to beg them either, but in our current situation, it's impossible to drag on like this forever."
Qiao Weimin's mouth was pressed into a straight line, his fists were clenched, and he didn't speak anymore.
In the beginning, Shen Qiongzhi had married into the Qiao Family from a higher-class family.
Because the Shen family didn't like him, they didn't have much contact with Shen Qiongzhi in these years, and they rarely traveled to Rao City. It was obvious that they looked down on their poor relatives.
