"What's wrong? Do you have money to buy it for me?" Lin Xiangwan asked strangely, an air of disdain lingering in her voice.
Lin Haoran remained silent, calculating in his mind the amount he had saved up till now.
Since starting elementary school, he was busier with homework and had less time to produce toy videos, so his income had dwindled significantly.
Nevertheless, he had quite a lot of savings, about three hundred thousand, right?
If he were to buy some regular clothes for his mom, he should be able to afford plenty, shouldn't he?
Possibly he could even manage a few sets of luxury brands.
Little did Lin Xiangwan know what her son was scheming, and she wrongly thought she had succeeded in silencing him.
