Christopher said embarrassingly: “I borrowed money before entering the detention center. I borrowed everything I could borrow. Many people blacked me out.”
The Lady Wilson looked at Harold and Wendy again: “Harold, Wendy, how about you two? Don’t you have a friend to borrow some money?”
“Grandma, you don’t know anything.” Harold said gloomily, “The news of our Wilson family’s bankruptcy has long been circulated in my circle of friends. Now no matter who I talk to on WeChat, the other party will ignore me. , Even if you care about me, once I start to borrow money, they will pretend to be dead.”
Wendy also said with a depressed face: “Grandma, I can’t borrow money anymore. If I could borrow money, I wouldn’t use Dabao sod honey.
Lady Wilson said: “Why don’t you send Kenneth Wilson a WeChat and ask him to sponsor a little? You two have been a dew couple for a while. He should always give you this money?”
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