Tightfisted?
Gu Danyu's lips twitched.
She hadn't expected that answer.
Observing the young man whose smile couldn't be wider, an inexplicable sense of pity arose in her heart.
She patted Lu Wenjin's shoulder, her expression turning slightly serious, "Don't skimp anymore, your older brother and I have money."
After a few seconds,
"Do you have enough pocket money?" The woman pulled a card from her pocket and stuffed it into the young man's hands, "Spend as you like."
The other brothers stared dumbfounded, their minds buzzing endlessly.
[Wah, I wish I could be smashed by money too.]
[Mom, I want a sister-in-law like that.]
[It's all because our older brother is too disappointing.]
Lu Wenjin: "....."
He was clearly just being frugal!
But,
Glancing around the worn-out room, the young man pursed his lips.
It did seem a bit shabby.
With that diversion, Ah Qing's earlier sarcastic remarks were already forgotten.
Night fell.
