Chen Jinlan further confirmed that the person opposite was Song Jiajia.
"Jiajia, what's wrong?" Chen Jinlan asked.
Song Jiajia just continued crying, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered during this period.
Lu Hao pushed Song Jiajia slightly, his gaze threatening, lowered his voice and said: "Speak up."
It costs money to make a phone call, and they don't have money now, plus it's more expensive to make calls across provinces.
Fear flashed in Song Jiajia's eyes, and she quavered as she spoke: "Mom, could you send some money to me?"
Chen Jinlan frowned: "What's going on? Aren't you doing business with Lu Hao in Shenzhen?"
Song Jiajia stammered, "Mom, could you not ask first? Just send me some money, okay?"
Chen Jinlan said: "Where would I get money to send you? I don't even have a penny on me, even the money for groceries is given by your dad day by day."
