When Xia Yishan got home, she couldn't wait to open the huge custom-made red packet that Su Jingting had given her.
She counted twice, and it was 24,966.
After thinking for a long time, she finally understood. 19 years, 1314 yuan a year, wasn't that 24966 yuan?
So that was what he meant!
To celebrate her growing up again!
Even Xia Yishan, who was already mentally old, still had the heart of a young girl. She ran excitedly to the living room and hugged Su Jingting, who was sweeping the floor.
Mmmm-
A dignified actor came to her house.
She swept the floor, cooked, washed the dishes, and did not miss out on any household chores.
In her memory, Su Ting's quality of life was very high. He had a special auntie to take care of him, so he didn't have to do it himself.
When she first came to her apartment, she didn't know how much dishwashing liquid she used to wash the dishes.
Well, it was quite difficult to be a househusband.
