Moreover, according to my younger sister Yu Wenxia, Qianqian's boyfriend treats her exceptionally well and has helped her pay off a lot of debt.
Exactly how much, Zhao Yaqian didn't say, and Yu Wenlan and her husband felt too embarrassed to ask.
When you're poor, your options are limited; having your daughter's boyfriend help pay off the massive debts your family owes is somewhat hard to justify.
"It was his money," Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, trying hard to control her expression, "Mom, close the door, I have something to say to you."
"Oh, okay!" Yu Wenlan wiped her face, closed the door, and followed her daughter to sit on the sofa.
Zhao Yaqian put down her bag and said seriously, "Mom, for your 620,000 debt, I've already helped pay 150,000, Auntie's 100,000, Aunt Zhao's 30,000, and my aunt's 20,000, all of which was from Tang Song."
"This..." Yu Wenlan rubbed her hands nervously, "I really don't know how to thank him. He's been so good to you."
