"A promissory note?"
Grandma Huo looked at Huo Beichen in horror, unable to believe her grandson would do something so childish. The next moment, she snatched the carefully wrapped piece of paper from Little Xingchen's hand, unfolded it...
Indeed, the words "promissory note" glared back at her. She couldn't bring herself to look at the amount below; her grandson had actually done something so shameful!
To think he would make his own son sign a promissory note to borrow money!
It seemed that she would have to severely reprimand her daughter-in-law when she returned. Her son was so poor that he had to borrow from his own child, and she was blissfully unaware, living it up outside!
"Cough cough, Beichen, you're not doing this right. How can a grown man borrow money from his own son for a proposal? If you have no money, couldn't you just ask me or your mom for it? How can you ask a child?"
Huo Beichen: "..."
