"Buzz buzz buzz—" the phone on the table vibrated.
While editing a video, He Liting glanced at her WeChat and a look of surprise crossed her face.
[Qianqian: "Transferred 5200.00 yuan, please accept the payment"]
[Qianqian: "Ting, I just did the math, and I owe you a total of 4500 yuan, the extra is for interest, hehe, love you muah."]
He Liting raised her eyebrows and replied, "Where did you get so much money? Surely you didn't ask Tang Song for it, did you?"
Zhao Yaqian had been in Yan City for over eight months now, always spending more than she earned.
Plus, the two were somewhat related and lived together, naturally she had lent her money from time to time.
Added up sporadically, it indeed amounted to over four thousand, but she hadn't really kept a detailed account.
[Qianqian: "My living expenses just came in, signed the trust agreement this afternoon."]
Seeing this message, He Liting's heart started pounding wildly.
Is this a promise being fulfilled?