Despite the pain that caused cold sweat to spring on his forehead, Tong Sanlang still felt for the Sun Family. He quietly sighed, the devotion was not earthshaking, but it was touching.
What a pity, it was all wasted on deaf ears.
"She came to ask Miss Qiao for a loan because of Sun Junyan, fifty taels of silver. Miss Qiao doesn't have that much money so she knelt down, planning to pressure Miss Qiao into giving her the money." Tong Sanlang succinctly detailed the events in a thoughtful, concise manner.
"Now Miss Qiao has gone to speak with my grandfather."
"I think, if Miss Qiao ultimately refuses to give the fifty taels, she'll probably go to County Town to accuse Miss Qiao of filial impropriety."
Qiao Changsun "..."
He forgets about the pain in his leg, feeling as if his entire being had plunged into an ice cellar.