Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother to argue with my sister.
Shen Qianqian was about to cry, "Brother! We really have no money!"
Shen Zhiqiang sighed and said, somewhat helplessly, "Then how much can you lend?"
"Brother, how many times do I have to say it, we don't have a single penny right now."
Not even a thousand pennies?
Of course, Shen Zhiqiang didn't believe this.
He hadn't expected.
At the most critical time for Shen's, even Lin Wu could readily take out thirty million, and even the Miao Family, an ordinary wage-earning family, could put forth a hundred thousand, yet his own sister wouldn't spare a dime.
In the past, the greatest advantage of having siblings was that when one faced a crisis, the others would give their all to help.
Now it seems.
Things were not as perfect as he had imagined.
Just like the old saying goes.
Distant relatives are no help compared to a near neighbor.
