Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan, who was disgusting with these words, was about to respond to dinner overnight.

But she didn't have any expression on the surface, and she didn't say anything. She continued to use chopsticks to hold the rice silently, but she had no appetite at all.

Lu Meiyan said again: "Qinghuan, the market is not so good now, and the business of the family store is getting worse and worse. I only made less than 10,000 yuan this month. The living expenses of a family of four, plus the property management fee? , It's really just right."

Song Qinghuan still said nothing: "..."

Lu Meiyan continued: "Now, everything is money. Xiaotao’s broken school pays this fee and that fee every day. I discussed with your dad and wanted to change Xiaotao to a better school. It’s just this indicator. It's really hard to get it down."

Song Qiliang hurriedly nodded next to him: "Yes, you have to buy a school district room if you want to get into a good school. How can you buy it with your mother and me?"

Lu Meiyan answered again, "Qinghuan, see if you can help your brother with some points!"

Song Qinghuan raised her eyes to look at her, and coldly refused: "I have no money!"

Lu Meiyan became unhappy, her face suddenly darkened: "If we were really rich, how could we have this with you? Xiaotao is also your brother, and of course you have to help your brother if you are an older sister."

Song Qinghuan put down his chopsticks and said, "I am buying a school district house, not clothes and toys. I have just graduated and just started working. How could I help."

Lu Meiyan held the chopsticks in her hand and patted it on the table again: "Huanhuan, you are deliberately having trouble with your mom."

"How can I be troubled with you?" Song Qinghuan was really speechless: "Why do you think that I have money and want me to buy a house for you?"

Song Qiliang looked shrewd and whispered: "Huanhuan, you have no money, does your brother have it? He is a huge sum of money. It should be a trivial thing to buy a house for us!"

She knew it, she knew the voice made by these two people.

Song Qinghuan became angry and stood up: "My brother is missing. I don't know where he is. I don't know if others are dead or alive. Who knows where his money is?"

Song Qiliang smiled and said, "You are his sister. He came back from the United States for you. He will definitely not treat you badly before leaving."

Song Qinghuan sneered: "Do you think if I took the money, would I still go to work?"

Song Qi highlighted a cigarette, puffed out smoke rings, and then took a deep look at Lu Meiyan.

Lu Meiyan also stood up and said rascal like a shrew: "You think I don't know. The company you work for now is the company your brother works for. He must have contacted you, not only gave you the money, but also gave it back. You arranged a job in his former company. Huanhuan, it was not easy for mom to raise you so much. Now that your brother is still young, you have to think about mom."

Song Qinghuan was speechless: "Mom, do you have to do this?"

Lu Meiyan stuck her waist, with an angry expression: "It's not that I have to do this, it's that you have to do it. Money is more important than family members!"

Song Qinghuan was going to be mad. It was really funny. This word came out of Lu Meiyan's mouth and it became the biggest international joke. It was a laugh.

She took her bag and was about to leave: "I have no money, believe it or not!"

Lu Meiyan stared at her back and gritted her silver teeth before blurting out: "If you don't have one, we will go to your boss and tell him that you are a plain-spoken sister!"