Chapter 111 Your Mom Has Arrived

He Cong's bankruptcy made quite the noise, and a mutual friend of ours called me: "Xia Zhi, why is He Cong borrowing money like a mad dog everywhere?"

Ever since He Cong and I had a falling out, those friends of ours with a semblance of conscience have all turned their backs on him and basically drawn a line between him and themselves.

"He lost money in business." I was tearing into beef jerky: "You're not going to lend him money, are you?"

"Am I crazy? If I had money, I'd rather pay my mortgage. Why should I lend it to that jerk? You know, I saw him at a gathering recently, with a woman by his side, her double eyelids so big they could trap several flies."

"Why haven't I heard about this from you?"

"I didn't want to upset you."

"Nonsense..." How could I possibly be upset? The only emotion He Cong evokes in me is anger, and getting heartbroken over him would be absurd.