It was only later that Wen Ruoqing found out about this matter, but she didn't tell anyone about it, including Wen Zheng.
During this time, it was for the sake of the old man that she did not drive Wen Zhiyu's family out.
"Wen Ruoqing, what do you think you are capable of?" Wen Zhiyu was no longer as casual as he was now. At this moment, he was really anxious.
Only when it was related to his own interests, he would know the urgency.
Wen Zhiyu no longer had money in his hand. They had given their last money to those kidnappers.
If Wen Zhiyu went out now, there would be no place to live at all. What's more, he might even become a problem to eat.
"Because I'm Wen Ruoqing." Wen Ruoqing looked at him, and her cold words spread word by word. She didn't want to talk nonsense with a heartless person anymore.
After Wen Ruoqing finished her words, she turned around and wanted to leave.