"Ouch, Wife, are you trying to murder your own husband?" Jiang Changhai clutched his waist and complained with an exaggerated expression of grievance.
"I'm talking about serious matters here." Su Wanyu glared at him.
"Oh, Wife, don't worry too much about money matters, it's just the friendship between the two kids, Buddy Yu must see Mianmian as his own little sister. Plus, we don't just take without giving, we'll also buy an expensive gift when it's Yu Cheng's birthday."
As Jiang Changhai spoke, he even began to feel proud: "My daughter is so likable, you see, even a calm kid like Yu Cheng is so fond of our Mianmian."
"That's right, have you forgotten who Mianmian's mother is?" Su Wanyu was also somewhat proud.
"My wife is truly amazing."
Jiang Changhai smiled mischievously and lowered his voice: "But I have my merits too, you couldn't have had her on your own, right?"
Jiang Mianmian: "..."
What sort of shocking words are these, she is still a child!