Qiao Shu did not refuse his kiss this time. She knew that Fu Jingyu didn't want her to know those things, and it must be for her own good.

But she also wanted to know if he was safe.

She may not know what he is doing, but she wants to know whether he can come back safely.

Fu Jingyu pulled Qiao Shu's hand away, then pressed her hand against his chest, letting her feel his strong heartbeat.

He looked down at her and said in a hoarse voice, "Shushu, I love you!"

Qiao Shu's heart suddenly started beating wildly.

His words "I love you" were like a gust of wind, making her face blush.

She covered her face with her hands, not daring to look him in the eye.

Fu Jingyu laughed out loud when he saw her like this.

He reached out and pinched the tip of her nose: "Shushu, don't be shy, we are going to get married in the future."

Qiao Shu's face turned even redder. She reached out and pushed him, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Don't be so close to me, I need to rest."

Fu Jingyu didn't listen to her, but pushed her down directly, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Shushu, don't worry, I will always do what I promised you."

Then a thick stack of money was stuffed into Qiao Shu's hand.

Suddenly, there was a stack of things in his hand, and Qiao Shu looked at Fu Jingyu in a daze.

Fu Jingyu smiled dotingly: "This is the money I earned this time. You are my daughter-in-law, so of course I have to give it all to you. Don't worry, I have already prepared the household funds for grandma. This money is all yours and you can spend it as you like."

He earned money to spend on his wife, so it was only natural for Qiao Shu to use his money.

Qiao Shu stared at Fu Jingyu with wide eyes.

How long has he been out?

It’s only been six days, and you earned such a huge stack of money in six days?

She clearly still has space, and Damao is helping her, but she doesn't earn as much as he does?

Qiao Shu couldn't believe it. Fu Jingyu must be a money-making machine.

"How many are there?"

Looking at the money in his hand, Qiao Shu became excited.

Seeing her money-grubbing look, Fu Jingyu smiled and said, "Here is two thousand yuan. I didn't give you some change, and I need to invest the rest. You can use this for yourself."

He just liked the way Joshu used his money.

Although his money did not come from the wind, he was happy to give it to his wife.

Qiao Shu nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, I didn't know I still had so many, you are so nice."

She was so happy that she almost jumped up and hugged Fu Jingyu's neck.

Seeing her like this, Fu Jingyu reached out and rubbed her hair: "As long as you like it, if you want to buy something in the future, you can use the money in this."

Qiao Shu looked at him and joked, "Why, are you starting to support your wife now?"

Fu Jingyu nodded: "Yes, after all, our Shushu is so beautiful. If I don't treat you well, where will I cry if my wife is gone?"

Qiao Shu's face turned slightly red and she glared at him coquettishly.

Looking at her like this, Fu Jingyu couldn't help but move closer and peck her again before reluctantly letting her go.

Qiao Shu quickly huddled into bed, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Fu Jingyu felt amused when he saw her like this, but he still coughed lightly and changed the subject: "What has Shushu been doing at home these days?"

Qiao Shu sat up again.