Seeing Wang Yucui's somewhat strange expression, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but feel a sudden jolt in his heart, and his brows wrinkled slightly.
They were all neighbors, and he knew Wang Yucui wasn't a petty person; she usually treated him with respect. Why would she now say such unwelcoming words?
Could it be... that Li Ermeng's family encountered some kind of trouble?
"How can you speak this way? Zhenfei is like a brother, when did he become an outsider?"
Li Ermeng was a rough man. Hearing his wife speak this way, he felt embarrassed in front of Ling Zhenfei. He immediately scolded his wife in a stern voice, "Besides, your nephew's issue, it's not that I don't want to help, but we really can't. Look at our family now, we're so poor we're about to pawn our pants, where would we get the money to lend?"
"No money to lend, no money to lend, all you ever say is no money to lend."
