"I don't know," Song Jia was also at a loss.
She ultimately grew old, having spent several days in the pleasure quarters and had not found a man willing to spend money on her. The young ones looked down on her, deeming her too old. The older ones were shrewd, all playing the field, leaving after having their fill!
"Yingying, have you made any progress lately?" Song Jia placed her last hope on Qiao Jiaying.
Qiao Jiaying immediately became wary, "Mom, I've finally hooked a big fish. You can't be thinking about targeting him."
"Eh, alright!" Song Jia sighed, knowing that to do so would be to destroy her own future.
But the money, oh, the money, she worried! Just another twenty million, she would have some left over after paying Jian Xi, and she could definitely make a comeback.
"Mom, why do we have to be continuously threatened by Jian Xi? She has no evidence of what happened back then."
