Old Chen's wife collapsed on the spot, slumped in Huo Chuan's arms, unable to stand.
"I knew it! I knew he was hiding money, and he thought this old method of hiding money could escape my notice?"
She complained about Old Chen while crying uncontrollably.
Looking at his wife in this state, Old Chen's face was full of sorrow and tears twinkled in his eyes.
Unable to bear seeing his life partner this upset, Old Chen looked away.
He continued to his daughter: "Under the mattress where your mom and I sleep, there's also more than three thousand yuan."
Yuan Yuan repeated it to her mother.
Old Chen added: "And in the innermost part of the sofa cushion, there's some pocket money for you after your college entrance examination, about two thousand. You don't need to tell your mom about this."
"Dad..." Yuan Yuan broke down in tears again.
"Time's up." Qin Ruan gave a reminder with a pale face.
