"The Jiang Family is really something else, so damn double-faced!"
Gu Hai stormed back home, and just thinking about how he had prepared the loan agreement at the Jiang Family, only to hear Jiang Changsong's evasive and polite refusals, made his blood boil!
What's this about going back to Guangcheng?
What's this about all their money being tied up in a house in Guangcheng?
All excuses, it's obvious they just don't want to lend the money.
"The Jiang Family doesn't want to lend us money?" Fang Yue had just come downstairs and saw Gu Hai fuming in the living room. She immediately went up to comfort him, "If they won't lend, so be it. We'll think of something else."
"What else can we even do?"
Gu Hai slammed his hand hard on the sofa. Ever since the child was gone, he'd had a bad feeling about things. The drug factory needed money and he'd specifically gone to ask. Jiang Changsong, though, kept dodging, the promises from earlier now totally gone. And now?
