Qiao An grabbed Zhao Meng and whispered: "Zhao Meng, are you crazy? You will be emptied from the things in this store."

"Jiao Qiao, you all took off your clothes and looked at each other. What's the pretentious thing?" Zhao Meng glanced at Qiao Anhao: "Besides, the flower is not yours, why do you feel sorry for?"

"Why isn't it my money?" They are all married, and Lu Jinnian's money is her money.

"Okay, even if you have money, you have too much money. Even if you spend it hard, you won't spend it all in a short while." Zhao Meng said this, and looked at Qiao Anhao. Then Qiao Anhao heard Lu Jinnian's nice voice coming from behind: "What are you talking about?"

Before Qiao Anhao could speak, Zhao Meng smiled and said, "My Movie Master Lu, your wife is a bit too prodigal in her review."

As Zhao Meng finished speaking, she felt her waist twisting hard by Qiao Anhao.

Your wife... these three words are so pleasant to hear... It seems that a spring breeze blows across Lu Jinnian's face, making others look very handsome, making him unable to help but stretch out his hand, rub Qiao An's good head with a scent of pampering, and then handed Qiao Anhao the wallet that had not been stuffed into his pocket: "It's okay, you can take them all out."

It's not that he is generous and doesn't care about money.

But when he was so poor that he only had 200 yuan on his body, he was willing to spend everything on her without blinking, let alone now?

No matter how time passes, no matter how rich he is now, no matter what he and she have experienced and changed in the thousands of years, in his bones, he is still the young man who once loved her as a whole youth.

He was poor, but he was willing to pay for her all his wallet.

Although this was Zhao Meng's idea, it happened without Lu Jinnian knowing it. He had no element of showing off, but simply bought all the things he thought she liked.

She was even willing to hand over her wallet.

I don’t remember when it was. I have read such a passage online. How much money a man has is not the point. The point is whether this man is willing to hand over all his money to you.

Many people said this sentence at that time, but when they were young, they didn’t understand the true meaning of this sentence. Later, when they grew up, they knew the importance of food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and the tiredness of working in a city. They knew that even if you don’t love money, money is an indispensable existence, they realized that many times, money cannot represent love, but can express love.

Qiao Anhao pinched Lu Jinnian's wallet, raised her head and looked at him steadily.

He probably didn't have a good rest for several days. Although his face still looked amazingly beautiful, there was obviously a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows, and the dark circles under his eye sockets were very heavy.

He wore a white shirt, and the tie was torn off at some point. Several buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned. Qiao Anhao could see that the collar was wrinkled and the snow-white collar was slightly dirty. I think it was because I had worn it for a long time and hadn't changed it.

Did he come back from the United States in a hurry yesterday and when he got home, he came to see her before he even had time to take a shower?
Chapter completed!