"Mom, I'm not as poor as you think. I used to do a bit of business with the factory director and I'm not short of money," Ruan Jianguo was at a loss for words. Why did it always seem like the Ruanlin Family thought he was desperately impoverished?
"Isn't it because I'm worried you might not have enough?" Ruanlin Family glared at him, pushed him irritably away, then turned around to go outside and call for Ruan Jiaojiao to lull her to sleep. She didn't bring up what happened at Qian Xiabai's house that morning.
It wasn't that she didn't trust her own son, but rather she didn't trust Shu Jiao.
She had actually been satisfied with this daughter-in-law in the past. Her own background wasn't great, so she naturally didn't mind her daughter-in-law's status. However, since Shu Jiao left last year and hasn't returned, leading to Ruan Jiaojiao falling ill several times, she really couldn't maintain her favorable impression.
