"I've lost my home, and my little brother is about to die!"
As Jiang Peiyao spoke, the light had vanished from her eyes.
"Is it that serious?"
Xu Yun asked, a bit surprised, "Tell me the details. What happened?"
"My little brother has leukemia. He's six years old, twenty years younger than me. He's what my parents left me before they passed away."
Xu Yun fell silent.
"His condition fluctuates, so he needs to be under long-term observation in the hospital."
Jiang Peiyao leaned against the railing, gazing at the Jiangcheng nightscape in the distance. "To pay for my brother's medical bills, I took out a loan from the bank using my house as collateral. Now I can't make the payments, and the bank is about to foreclose and auction it off."
"So you want me to help you pay off the loan?"
"No."
Jiang Peiyao explained, "I had actually scraped together most of the money I owed the bank.
