Fang Lu was indeed familiar to her, but nine million was an amount she might not be able to repay even in her lifetime. How could she possibly muster the courage to ask for help? Moreover, there was no guarantee that Fang Lu would lend money to her even if she asked.
Then, the only option left was... Liang Chen.
The name caused Jing Haohao's brain to freeze for an instant. It took a long time before it slowly restarted.
That man certainly had money to spare. For her, nine million was an astronomical figure. However, for him, it might just be the price of a random thing that he carelessly purchases.
Jing Haohao turned over slowly on the bed, finding it even more difficult to fall asleep.
...
When she woke up the next day, the outside world was bright. Jing Haohao had only managed to fall asleep in the early morning. She picked up her phone to check the time; it was ten in the morning and she had only slept for just over three hours.
