When she saw the caller ID, she paused, suddenly recalling Shen Mochen's request for a loan.
Glancing at the old lady on the couch, Qin Guozhong, and Qin Sijue, she realized it would be inconvenient to answer the call, so taking her phone, she walked to a window near the back door.
"Hello?"
On the phone, Shen Mochen hesitated for several seconds before speaking.
After all, he had never asked a woman for money before.
Seeing he was silent, Gu Qiangwei, sensing his hesitation, took the initiative to say, "Mochen, so much has happened in the past few days. Is it okay if I give you an answer about the money tonight?"
Hearing this, Shen Mochen slightly parted his thin lips, "Okay. Thank you, Qiangwei."
"Don't be so formal with me, you don't know how many times you've helped me in the past. If I had to say thank you, I would never finish."
With her words, Shen Mochen on the other end of the phone couldn't help but laugh.
