Yu Chiyin was slightly annoyed: "Axuan! Xiaoyi is still a child, what nonsense are you spouting in front of him."
While speaking, he covertly glanced at Jiujiu. Fortunately, the little princess was sitting on the bed, diligently counting her red envelopes.
From each red envelope, she extracted a stack of brand-new banknotes.
Jiujiu had already shown her love for money, one note after another, she separated and stacked them, counting joyously.
"I'm just telling the truth, Xiaoyi is so smart, if he knows, he knows. What, are you worried your son will laugh at you?"
A smile was curving Lu Fengxuan's delicate little face.
"..."
Yu Chiyin had no way to handle her and pulled Xiaoyi's hand away from his own.
"Xiaoyi, you should listen to your mommy. If you don't satisfy her, you'll have to be careful—she might bring up all the embarrassing stories from when you were little."
