Su Qingyue looked at him with suspicion, "Fourth brother, I didn't expect you to be so patient."
Xiao Qinghe's handsome face flushed with embarrassment. He might be impatient with other matters, but with this matter, every time he repeated 'she is his wife,' he felt relaxed and happy.
"Your face is red now." she snorted, "Such a big lie and you don't look embarrassed."
She was referring to him fooling people that she was his wife.
However, he thought it was about the wheelchair costing more than five taels, as there was an additional purchase fee of two hundred cents.
Just then, the old granny asked again, as if she had just met him and didn't know anything, "Young man, your wheelchair is excellent, so delicate! How much did you buy it for?"
