If you were really good to our lady, sincerely loving and caring for her since she was a child, never allowing her to be wronged. I wouldn't mind lending you money or even help you buy all the shares of Qiao's company and give them to you. It wouldn't be a big deal.
But are you worthy? Worthy? Worthy?
Jiang Hao, who was at the side, was already tired of rolling his eyes, and started voicing his deep-rooted complaints from the bottom of his soul.
He knew long ago that Qiao Sheng was this kind of shameless person. Clearly not treating his own daughter well, yet he had the nerve to ask for help.
Asking for help is one thing, but having the nerve to borrow money without giving shares is something else.
Even if Lu Moqing was a professional philanthropist, he wouldn't help a scumbag like Qiao Sheng.
Under Qiao Sheng's expectant gaze, Lu Moqing smiled softly and said,
"As I said, I will help, but at this moment, I'm penniless and can't help you with anything."
