"Yes... Brother Bai Han's company has a problem. He asked me to lend him some money and said that you have money. He didn't dare to come and ask you to lend him money, so he contacted me."

Fang An hesitated for a while, but he still said it.

When she heard this, Fang Qing waved her hand and clearly heaved a sigh of relief.

But he still refused, "No, I don't have any money. Even if I did have money, it belongs to your brother-in-law. It has nothing to do with me."

"Then can I borrow it from my brother-in-law?"

Fang An opened his big, innocent eyes, leaving Fang Qing speechless.

"No!"

But just these three words extinguished the light in Fang an's eyes.

Fang Qing looked at him in confusion. "Since when were you so close with Bai Han?"

"Without you, isn't it quite difficult for him? Just say that he will help."

"Don't. When you were in the emergency room, I didn't see him reminiscing about old times. He said that he wanted to pay for your medical expenses, so he insisted on not borrowing. Do you understand? Fang an! Don't ask your brother-in-law for money! Three million is not a small amount! We can't afford to owe him!"

His sincere words made Fang An nod.

He didn't say anything more. After a while, he smiled again.

He said affirmatively, "You're right! We pity others, but they won't pity us! They will even kick us when we're down! We won't help them!"

"Alright! Be good. We just need to take care of ourselves."

Fang Qing said leisurely, feeling that her life was getting better bit by bit.

She was imagining a beautiful future.

In the end, Fang Qing settled down. When it was time to rest, they didn't chat anymore. Fang Qing went straight home.

The next day, Fang Qing calmed herself down and prepared to go out for a walk to look for inspiration. She still needed to draw more, hoping that she could produce as many works as possible.

On the other side.

Fang An went to the company to train as usual.

However, just as he was about to get off the car, Bai Han was already waiting on the spot.

When he saw Fang An, he even smiled and walked up. He handed him a portion of breakfast that was prepared and said with concern, "Eat some before training. This way, you'll have more strength during training."

Fang An shook her head and refused, "The company prepared breakfast for me. Thank you."

"Tsk, really? Fang An, you're not even a hit yet. He's just a trainee that no one cares about, and he's already putting on airs? Because of who? Xu Yi? You think that having such a backer will make it permanent, right?"

Bai Han smiled meaningfully into his ear and said.

The breath he exhaled seemed to itch, making Fang An very uncomfortable.

He frowned.

But he still said patiently, "Bai Han, you can't get anything from looking for me. Why Don't you look for my brother-in-law? He's the one with the money."

"Are you sure? Do you want me to look for your brother-in-law with a nude photo of your sister? Xu Yi?"

Bai Han laughed wildly and looked at Fang An as if he was looking at a fool, full of mockery.

When Fang An thought of this, his head exploded. He was really annoyed. His mind was filled with such images. That photo was like a brand, engraved in his mind!

It could not be erased!

It was torturing him to death!

He growled angrily, "Why don't you wait for me to earn money in the future, and then I'll give it to you?"

"You Earn Money?"? "Stop joking, you sickly man, save it. I don't care, I've waited long enough. If you still don't give me the money in two days, I'll definitely spread the nude photos of your sister. When that time comes, your brother-in-law won't want her anymore, and everything about her will be ruined."

"What artist, what a joke!"

Bai Han saw that he passed by a trash can and threw the breakfast prepared for Fang An directly into it. Then, he waved at Fang An arrogantly and said goodbye with a smile.

Fang An was depressed and did not pay any attention to him.

When he walked into the company, he did not realize that his hands were shaking crazily.

He could not stop no matter what.

Even when he was practicing, Fang An was absent-minded and not in the mood at all.

When his teacher saw this, he looked at him with a sad face. "Little Fang, What's wrong? Did something happen recently?"

Fang An came back to his senses and was stunned for a moment. He quickly apologized, "I'm sorry. I might have been too tired recently and am not in the right state to practice."

"It's fine, it's fine. If you have something on your mind, then go settle it first. Otherwise, you won't be able to focus on your training. You know, I really don't like students like this."

"I understand, teacher. I'm sorry."

Fang An carefully put down the zither and stood up to bow to the teacher.