Instead, she angrily slapped him on the shoulder, "You gave away a year's worth of my food money!"
Everyone in the room raised one eyebrow in confusion, including Mo Han.
An Luxia pouted unhappily as she turned away, moving over to her beloved brother instead, pursing her lips out pitifully, "Brother, I'm going to starve now! Donate to your poor little sister!"
An Yuchen looked over at Mo Han, who shrugged helplessly. Ah, of course he was poor in the eyes of his wife.
The tension in the room finally lessened a little after seeing that An Luxia could still joke around dramatically, as everyone was still quite scared about how An Luxia would react to what just happened.
Finally, the hearts Qi Lanyu and An Ping both had been holding up in their lungs dropped slightly as they exchanged a glance and wiped away some nonexistent sweat on their foreheads.
