Before Gu Heng could settle down, he felt the soft flesh around his waist being pinched by a 'hand of fate'...
"Wu hoo hoo... it hurts!"
Seeing Gu Heng grimacing, Xu Hong's heart softened a bit, and she lessened her grip slightly, whispering, "You smelly brat! Just like your father, you get cocky once you have some money! We'll settle this when we get back!"
In Xu Hong's eyes, whether Gu Heng spent millions on a Bentley or millions on building a house, it was all spending on his own family.
Though still somewhat reluctant, this was due to a fear of poverty and the discomfort of suddenly living a good life... and not because of being stingy with her own family.
But what Gu Heng said on stage just now had truly crossed Xu Hong's line...
In her view, anything involving the larger collective, even if her own family paid a penny more, was a huge loss...
However, in this situation, she chose to save face for Gu Heng, not creating a scene as she had done earlier at home...
