Chen Yan was right; that old hag was just squandering her own money.

Giving her forty yuan a month is like feeding a dog; she doesn't know how to manage money at all.

“Ge Qiuqin, if I don’t beat you for a few days, I see you’re itching for a beating again. You’re spending my money like it’s nothing. Do you think I’ve done right by all the hard work I’ve done in the army?”

When Ge Qiuqin heard Zhang Xin scolding her, she frowned. She really didn't want to argue with him during the New Year. When she was taking night classes at medical school, her teacher said that a person's mindset determines the quality of their life.

“Honey, I’m very careful with the money you give me. I bought this dress for you with my own money, not with the allowance you gave me.”

"You earned the money? Ge Qiuqin, you're something else. You've made it big now, you've grown wings. You're earning your own money now, do you think I'd believe that?"

"Honey, believe it or not, I've already bought it for you. Let's be happy during the New Year. Come on, try on the clothes and see if they fit. I think they're pretty good."

Zhang Xin snorted and took the clothes out of the bag. The clothes felt really good quality; the material looked like high-quality stuff.

It's much better than what Chen Yan bought for herself. This old woman's eyes have suddenly opened after being blind; she's not entirely useless.

He changed his clothes and pants, but because he'd gained some weight recently, buttoning them up felt a bit suffocating. Such nice clothes, yet they were uncomfortable to wear. Damn it! Ge Qiuqin must have lost her mind!

I was just about to praise her when I realized she was blind.

Suddenly, Zhang Xin lost his temper and raised his hand, ready to slap Ge Qiuqin twice to vent his anger.