C61 Want to bump into porcelain

Money, money, money. To Li Xiang, this word was like a huge mountain, making him unable to breathe.

What about the children in the mountains if they lost their wages this month? After the weather had turned so cold recently, he was still hoping to send more money over there when the salary came down.

Now, if he wanted to die, he would need money.

After hesitating for a while