Rong Qing took a look at the fountain pen and reached out to take it. She saw that the logo of the fountain pen was Parker.
This fountain pen was expensive, probably more than a hundred yuan.
"What's your job?" Rong Qing looked up and asked.
"I'm a worker in a state-owned enterprise." Su Hanyan answered honestly.
"How much is it per month?"
"Thirty yuan."
"Yes." Rong Qing placed the fountain pen on the table and said to Su Hanyan, " Do you know? My son is sick!"
Jin Chen's pupils constricted when he heard that.
He stared at his mother Rong Qing in disbelief, as if he could not believe that these words had come out of her mouth.
Su Hanyan was also stunned by Rong Qing's words. This was the first time she had seen a mother say that her son was sick, and it was in front of her son's first girlfriend.
"Hmm?" While she was shocked, she was also puzzled. " Auntie, what do you mean? "
