"This is all my money. Hurry up and leave." This was the first thing Chen Huahua said when she called her father to the side.
"How much?"
"300,000."
"Are you trying to dismiss a beggar? I owe the loan shark three million yuan. If you don't give me the money today, I won't leave. I'll die either way." Her father was clearly being shameless.
"But I really don't have any money," Chen Huahua pleaded.
"If you don't have money, what about him? Go and ask him for it." As he spoke, he glanced at Chu Qing.
Chen Huahua's expression changed slightly. She shook her head and said, "No, he doesn't have money either. He's still a student."
"Chen Huahua, I see you hooked up with an underage student. Does his family have money?" Huahua's father questioned shamelessly.
"No." Chen Huahua refused immediately. "If his family was rich, would they have taken a fancy to me?"