When she got to this part, Zhang Qin was already overwhelmed with grief. Tears gushed out of her eyes like a broken string of pearls.
Zhou Yun looked at her, unable to bear it, and turned her questioning gaze toward Ling Zhenfei once more.
"Here, Sister Qin, wipe your tears!"
Ling Zhenfei sighed, handed a tissue to Zhang Qin, and gently comforted her, saying, "Sister Qin, I can lend you this money, but have you thought about what happens after you pay off the debt? Are you going to divorce Zhao Shuang? If you divorce him, are you going to take on this debt alone? If you have to raise the child, won't it only make your life even harder?"
"Zhenfei, thank you for your concern!"
Hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, Zhang Qin felt even more sorrowful. She sighed and said, "I've thought it through. Once the debt is repaid, I'll leave Zhao Shuang and go out to work. Believe me, I'll definitely repay you the money I borrow, and I'll calculate the interest for you too."
