When she was going through her parents' room, Han Ziyan realised that there was no way her father would be able to fork out three thousand yuan. There was not much money at home, and her mother did not earn a good sum of money either. All the money was in the hands of her father, and he was bringing none of it back home. She could only work on the money that Han Ruochen had in her hands. Though the woman lost her job, she was also lucky in hunting for seafood. She must have saved at least three thousand yuan.
As long as she could get her hands on Han Ruochen's savings, she did not have to worry about anything.
However, Han Ruochen was a tough nut to crack. Even when she tried her best to make the woman's cold heart melt under her pleading, Han Ruochen still shook her head. She said in a low voice, "I have no money, and even if I did have some money, I would never lend it to you."
"Sister, I really need those three thousand yuan. I know that you have enough savings."
