"Money... what money?"
Yan Zhen Guo exchanged a confused glance with Gu Fuqiao, then looked at Mrs. Yan Senior.
Gu Fuqiao also had a bewildered expression. This money... could it be that Mrs. Yan Senior was in a good mood and decided to give her a cash gift? But it didn't seem like the right time for that!
And even if it were a cash gift, a few cents is a bit too little, isn't it?
While Yan Zhen Guo and Gu Fuqiao were looking at each other cluelessly, Mrs. Yan Senior grumpily glanced at Gu Fuqiao and said, "Uncle Zhang who's selling oil tea downstairs told me that your daughter-in-law forgot to take the change."
After saying this, Mrs. Yan Senior went into the room herself.
Yan Zhen Guo heard this and put an arm around Gu Fuqiao's shoulder, unable to hold back his laughter. He said, "Ah Jiao, are you really trying to amuse me to death?"
