She didn't know what life was for.
She just knew that her grandfather had told her to live a good life.
That was the motivation for her to survive.
However, that kind of loneliness was something that no one could understand.
"Do you think I'm short of money now?" Henry suddenly asked her.
Monique blinked, and there was a flash of light in her eyes.
She had been by Henry's side for such a long time. The biggest feeling she had was that Henry was so poor that she only had money left.
"Is he just rich on the surface, but in fact, he doesn't have much money?"
Or it was because of the decline of the stock price in the past two days that he lost money. "Even if you become a poor man, I will always be by your side!"
The corners of Henry's eyes twitched, and he was speechless.
What did he make her feel that he was poor!!!
He was so poor that he only had money left.
However, since she said so, Henry had to go on. "In your heart, money is more important than home?"
Monique rolled her smart black eyes.
Her palm-sized oval face was beautiful and special. Her skin was as delicate as cream, her delicate nose was straight, and her soft lips were rosy.
She didn't know why Henry suddenly asked this question.
However, she still honestly said her own thoughts, "They are both important!"
Monique knew that if she answered like this, Henry might think that she was too snobbish.
But after suffering, she knew.
How important money was!
When she was begging with Little Nomi in her arms.
She understood.
If she didn't have money, sometimes she would lose her home.
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