Chapter 716
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Qiao Anhao grabbed Zhao Meng and said in a low voice, "Zhao Meng, are you crazy? You're going to empty out this shop. "
"Qiao Qiao, you guys already stripped naked and looked at each other, why are you being so sentimental?" Zhao Meng glanced at Qiao Anhao. "What's more, it's not like it's your money, why are you feeling bad?"
"How is it not my money?" They were already married, so Lu Jinnian's money was her money.
"Alright, even if it's your money, you have a lot of money. Even if you spend it like crazy, you won't be able to finish it in a short time." As Zhao Meng said this, she gave Qiao Anhao a look. Then, Qiao Anhao heard Lu Jinnian's pleasant voice from behind her. "What are you talking about?"
Before Qiao Anhao could say anything, Zhao Meng giggled and said, "Mr. Lu, your wife is reflecting on how much of a wastrel she is."
As Zhao Meng's voice fell, she felt Qiao Anhao pinch her waist.
Your wife... Those three words were too pleasing to the ear... It was as though a spring breeze had brushed past Lu Jinnian's face, making him look incomparably handsome. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and rub Qiao Anhao's head lovingly. Then, he handed her his wallet that he hadn't stuffed into his pocket. "It's okay, you can spend it all."
It wasn't that he was generous and didn't care about money.
But when he was so poor that he only had two hundred yuan on him, he was willing to spend it all on her without batting an eye. What more now?
No matter how much time passed, no matter how rich he was now, no matter what they had experienced in the past thousands of years, and no matter what they had changed, deep in his bones, he was still the young man who had loved her for his entire youth.
He was poor, but he was willing to use his entire wallet to buy things for her.
Even though it was Zhao Meng's idea, it happened without Lu Jinnian's knowledge. He didn't put on a show, he just bought things that he thought she liked, just like that.
He was even willing to give her his wallet.
She couldn't remember when she had seen such a saying on the internet. It didn't matter how much money a man had. What mattered was whether the man was willing to give all his money to you.
At that time, many people said that this sentence was a classic. At that time, they were young and did not understand the true meaning of this sentence. Later on, when they grew up, they understood the importance of daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea. They understood how tiring it was to travel to work in a city. They understood that even if you did not love money, money was an indispensable existence. Only then did they understand that many times, money could not represent love, but it could express it.
Qiao Anhao held onto his wallet, raising her head to stare at him.
He probably hadn't had a good rest for a few days. Although his face was still shockingly beautiful, there was a trace of fatigue between his brows and the dark circles under his eyes were very heavy.
He was wearing a white shirt. His tie had been ripped off and a few buttons were undone. Qiao Anhao could see that his collar was wrinkled and his snow-white collar was slightly dirty. He must have worn it for a long time without changing.
Did he rush back from America yesterday, and when he got home, he didn't even have time to take a shower before running over to see her?
He was clearly very tired, but he still forced himself to go shopping with her.
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