Even though later the issues with the Zhang Family were resolved, and Zhang Wenbin rearranged his work, making life better at home, he never mentioned changing her quilt to a new one.
Instead, Zhang Wenbin got himself a new quilt and naturally gave her his old one.
He even told her that two quilts are warmer than one.
Jia Liang looked at Qin Juan, whose eyes had reddened, and immediately panicked.
"What's wrong with you? Is there something you're not satisfied with? Don't cry, just tell me, as long as I can manage it, I'll do it all for you."
Qin Juan shook her head, "It's fine, I listen to you, I have a few hundred yuan on hand, and I'll give it all to you when the time comes."
"I don't want your money," Jia Liang said with a serious face, "How can I, a grown man, take money from a woman? Are you looking down on me? Keep your money for yourself, buy some new clothes, or keep it as your private funds. After we get married, your money is yours, and my money is yours too."
