"Mom, go buy me something to eat."
"Where would we get the money from?"
Sang Zhilan felt her pockets, which were empty. Where would there be money? If she had any, would she really need to humble herself so low? It was simply because they had no money.
Wei Jiani kicked the blanket under the bed in anger and turned over to sleep. She knew exactly why they were out of money—it was all because she had been too much of a drama queen.
Now, she regretted it so deeply her guts nearly turned green with guilt, but even if she were consumed with remorse, she could not return to the Jin Family or dream of being wealthy again.
Her dreams were shattered, she was poor, and her future was gone.
Angry, she kicked the bed frame loudly with her feet.
Tang Yuxin listened to the noises from the other room, her lips pressed into a straight line that seemed to grow even colder.
"Aren't you afraid she's going to tear down your house?"