The Zhu Family's mansion was seized by the court, and Shen Yu had to rent an apartment temporarily because she didn't have enough money to cover the huge losses to suppliers from various channels, let alone pay Zhu Ming'an's medical bills.
Every time she talked about these things, Shen Yu could only shed tears.
Nan Huiru couldn't bear to watch and pulled out a card, handing it to Shen Yu: "Take this card, it doesn't have much money, but it can temporarily relieve your predicament."
"Huiru, my daughter is in jail, my husband is still lying half-dead in the hospital, why is my life so miserable?" Shen Yu clutched Nan Huiru's sleeve, heartbroken, and said.
"Shen Yu, just because I didn't say anything doesn't mean I don't know." Nan Huiru said in a deep voice, "The Zhu Family ended up like this, you and Zhu Ming'an are also to blame."
Shen Yu's hand stiffened, looking at her somewhat shocked.
What did Nan Huiru know?
