"It looks like we won't be able to buy antiques and artifacts as we please anymore, no spare money, that over one hundred left every month needs to be kept for emergencies." Feng Qingxue felt a pang in her heart and clutched the notebook filled with bills to her chest, "We still owe Uncle Xia ten thousand yuan, I wrote on the IOU that it would be repaid within three years, now we can only sell Gold to clear the debt."
Previously, life seemed abundant, now it seems that if we don't find ways to save, we'll be strapped for cash.
This, this, this... it's a world of difference!
Lu Jiang felt a toothache, holding his cheek, unable to buy his wife the things she likes, unable to let her live in a way where she could buy whatever she wants, it's a serious issue for him.
