Bing, on the contrary, was relieved. “This place is too dangerous. No one can hear us if anything goes wrong. Tomorrow, for better or worse, you must take the boys to the country house. You can start borrowing money when you get there. Remember, no less than fi fty thousand.”
Mei nodded gloomily, getting out of the bed and walking out of the room, repeating: “Do whatever you think is right. Nothing is right. Everything seems wrong.”
Turning a blind eye on her gloom, Bing only gripped her nod. “Call me when you have the money.”