"Alright, I'll go find him right away!"
Zhu Moli stood up from the sofa. Since she had decided to do it, she would try her best to cooperate with Susan.
"Remember, don't tell him about our plan. I don't want him to blab about it and ruin my supposedly perfect plan. Then there will be no next chance!"
Susan reminded Zhu Moli once more. She knew that if this attempt failed, it would definitely alert Lu Shaoqing, and there wouldn't be another chance for her.
"Don't worry!"
~~~
In a rundown rural house, Zhu Chenghui sat on a wooden sofa with a worried look on his face.
200 yuan wasn't enough for him to last two days. He looked at the few coins in his hand, his brows furrowed deeply. Even if he ate just steamed buns, he wouldn't be able to sustain himself for several days.
Ma Lijuan sat nearby, watching his expression, sneering inwardly. This deadbeat man gets a bit of money and spends lavishly outside, only returning when he's broke.
