Chen hansheng could not help but roll his eyes when he saw elder Chen pushing the blame on him for the bracelet. He had just returned home for the holidays.
Chen hansheng opened the bedroom door with a creak. Liang meijuan was very happy to see her son."Ya, you're back?"
Mom, the bracelet ...
it's fine. The bracelet isn't worth much. I bought it at the night market because it was cheap.
no, it's not me.
"Cough ~"
"I just got paid today." Old Chen suddenly coughed.
Chen hansheng suddenly understood because Chen Zhaojun's salary card was with Liang meijuan. Liang meijuan would give old Chen a fixed amount of pocket money every month.
If he was in a good mood, he would give it normally. If he was in a good mood, he would give less. If they quarreled, he might as well not give it.
