"If you don't know how to do that, I can get someone to teach you."
Qiao Mianmian was quiet.
What sort of request was this?
He wanted to get someone to teach her to be a spendthrift?
"The money a man earns is meant for his wife to spend. If you don't spend my money, I'll feel as if I haven't achieved enough."
She was speechless.
"Mianmian, if you don't spend my money, I'll think that you haven't fully accepted that I'm your husband."
Qiao Mianmian felt something. She looked down and realized that Mo Yesi had stuffed a black card in her hand.
He then kissed her softly. "The cap for this card is a million yuan a month. It's your allowance. Buy anything you need, you don't have to save money for me. Tell me if it isn't enough."
"Don't you reject me and make me angry, okay?"
A million yuan a month as an allowance?
Qiao Mianmian had no idea what to think.
Her husband… was way too rich!
