"Wife, are you listening?"
"Mhm, I'm listening..." Li Jinwen's voice sounded very hesitant, and after a pause, she said, "Husband, I think last time it was more about luck, selling antiques is no trivial matter, there are too many fakes on the market."
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I feel the risk is a bit high."
200,000 is no small sum,
and Li Jinwen didn't feel her husband's luck could always be that good.
Although his wife had put it subtly, Lin Mo naturally understood her intention.
It was nothing more than the fear that having tasted the thrill of a lucky find, he might get carried away and end up losing all the money he had earned.
It's like gambling; you don't get addicted if you keep losing.
The fear is that once you start winning, after experiencing easy gains, you can never settle down to do some honest work.
It's commonly called 'getting carried away.'
"Looks like I need to find a way to reassure my wife and not always leave her anxious."
