Their conversation was clear to Chen Ziyang.
But watching Chu Yao transfer the money, he didn't say much.
It's tough for an upright official to settle household disputes.
In the strictest sense, he and Chu Yao didn't have too deep a relationship, and it wasn't necessary for him to interfere too much in someone else's affairs.
After the money transfer, Chu Yao also sent a text message.
"Xiaofeng, this way, I'll see if I can spend less this month. Whatever is left at the end of the month, I'll transfer it all to you. Study well and socialize. I'll try to help you as much as I can."
A long time passed before there was a reply from the other side.
"Okay."
Putting the phone aside, Chu Yao sighed, feeling somewhat helpless and tired.
"Alright."
It was at this moment that Chen Ziyang released his hand and covered her with a bathrobe: "The swelling should be mostly down by now, but you will still need two more massages."
Only then did Chu Yao come back to her senses.
