The Ning family lives in a well-known villa area in the northern part of the city, as does Ning Mochen.
The townhouses are all separate, creating a sense of intimacy while ensuring that each family does not disturb the others.
After getting into the car, the driver kept glancing at Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan was completely bewildered by his gaze. "What, is there something on my face?"
"Is Miss really going to Fog Mountain?"
"What else can I do? Take a taxi and drive around the city?"
Villa areas are usually quite remote and there's no public transportation. Taking a carpool is already the limit of Chu Yuan's current financial situation!
She held her phone, her hand accidentally tapping on WeChat Wallet, and stared into thought at the ¥69.58 displayed.
As the daughter-in-law of the Ning family, a wealthy family in Beicheng, is it really appropriate for her to be this poor?
Even if it's fake...
The driver winked at himself in the rearview mirror several times. "You're going to Wushan? Want to share a ride?"
Chu Yuan felt as if her heart had been stabbed again, so she simply leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest. "The teacher said that diligence and thrift are good virtues!"
driver,"……"
In the end, no one was able to win.
It would be strange if anyone in Wushan shared a ride with Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan paid the 69 yuan fare with tears in her eyes, and had 0.58 yuan left. She felt very good!
Another task for today: borrow money from Ning Mochen.
Yes, it's the kind of borrowing where you don't pay it back.
But to her surprise, she couldn't even get into the Ning family villa while standing outside the door...
After searching through my contacts for ages, I still couldn't find Ning Mochen's number.
There is Zhou Manyun, though. If you call her with a problem, you'll definitely be met with sarcasm and all sorts of unpleasant words.
After hesitating for a while, Chu Yuan sighed, "When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."
She dialed the number, but no one answered after several rings. Just then, the security door in front of her clicked open, and a man wearing gray sportswear that revealed his muscular arms, with a white towel around his neck, stared at her intently.
"Hello?" A voice suddenly came from the phone.
Startled, Chu Yuan's hand trembled, and the old, worn-out phone crashed onto the steps with a thud.
Immediately, the screen shattered, flickered a few times, and Zhou Manyun's voice abruptly disappeared as the screen went black.
Chu Yuan glanced at the ground, then at Ning Mochen, who was preparing to go out for exercise, and gave a polite but slightly awkward smile. "Mr. Ning, I've been discharged from the hospital. I apologize for coming here, but perhaps you'll have to lend me some money?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the broken phone on the ground, feeling silently embarrassed.
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