"Sis, do you think Dad's okay? How much money does he really have in his pocket? All the money we've made in these past two years is in my company, and I'm just giving him some pocket money every month! When his money runs out, isn't he going to have to ask us?" An Ping said.
The debt is no small sum.
Don't even mention fifty thousand, even five thousand, five hundred, or fifty, he doesn't want to repay the debt to Second Uncle's family.
"Dad wouldn't ask you for money," An Hao asserted. "If he were going to ask for money, he wouldn't have kept it from us. It seems like Dad wants to solve these things on his own."
