Jiang Jingming: "Why would I hide this?"
Indeed, Jiang Jingming never goes out to play, and as long as he's not working, he's almost always spending time with her.
She knows this for sure because he is always pulling her into these activities.
He doesn't smoke or drink.
So there's really no need for him to hide any private money.
"Then what is this?" It feels quite thick.
There's definitely a lot of money inside, probably more than the combined red envelopes from He Xiulan and Jiang Songwen.
"It's the family business dividend that's come through; this is just a bit, the rest is all saved in that passbook." Jiang Jingming explained.
"Dividend?" Sang Yu had heard Jiang Jingming mention it before, but she must have been doing something at the time and didn't pay much attention.
"How much is it?" The word dividend sounds so weighty, as if it's a lot of money.
