Then she could only leave the bank swiftly, without stopping.
She had only a few coins left on her, and even finding a place to stay for the night was a problem; she really had no other options...
Duan Fei stood on a street corner, took out her phone, and logged into WeChat.
If only she could borrow a bit more money from a friend, just enough to get her through one more month, Moyong would probably run out of patience to return to the country, right?
As long as he returned home, she could take the opportunity to flee to a neighboring country and make it impossible for him to find her again...
But when she opened WeChat, Duan Fei was stunned.
Virtually all of the messages on WeChat were from Song Niaoniao and Jiang Yaoyao.
Especially Jiang Yaoyao.
All she sent were WeChat money transfers, and they would expire after 48 hours if not accepted, so she almost sent them every two days...
Duan Fei stopped in her tracks, standing there dazed for a long while without moving.
