"The silver is all here. There's also the account book. I've written it down, but the handwriting is a little ugly." Chu Xing was a little embarrassed at the end of his sentence.
Ye Muyu thought he was just being humble.
"It's fine as long as it can be recognized. You don't have time to practice anyway…"
When Ye Muyu saw the crooked words on the huge account book, her words of comfort were instantly stuck in his throat. She wanted to laugh, but he was too embarrassed to do so. However, the handwriting was really ugly.
"Coincidentally, a few days ago, my husband made a few brushes. I also made some useless ink here. If you don't mind…" Ye Muyu had not finished speaking.
Chu Xing quickly waved his hand. "No, no, I don't want it. Sister-in-law is too kind."
"I... I…Sister-in-law, you gave me a brush last time. I bought ink later, but I haven't used it yet." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. In the end, he blushed in embarrassment.
