Thirty thousand yuan was not a large sum of money for him in the past.

But with 30,000 yuan a month, he no longer needed to send links to Jiang Tian and ask her to make payments.

This woman is really exasperating. She keeps a record of every single expense, and sometimes she will tell him on the spot that she won't buy him anything he thinks he shouldn't have.

If he didn't know he was twenty-four, he would have thought he was only ten. He was being controlled even when he spent money.

"So, would you accept my offer to move into your apartment and keep an eye on you?"

Jiang Tian asked a question at the opportune moment.

Ling Qingyue wanted to get angry but didn't know how to do it. He started to mock again: "The old man should recognize you as his goddaughter. You really learned his skills. Slap him and then give him a sweet date, and you can make anyone obedient."

"Young Master, do you agree to let me live in your apartment?" Jiang Tian seemed not to have heard him and asked him again.

Ling Qingyue paused, holding her breath: "...Agreed."

The matter was settled, but Jiang Tian's face remained calm.

Ling Qingyue realized that the old man had deliberately sent Jiang Tian to his side to treat him.

However, the thought of tomorrow's game overshadowed all other emotions.

He looked at Jiang Tian, ​​who was organizing other documents, and asked, "Are you really going with me tomorrow?"

Jiang Tian nodded frankly: "Yes."

Ling Qingyue had long since learned his lesson; refusing was useless, and since Jiang Tian was quite sensible, he could only acquiesce.

However, after looking her over, Ling Qingyue said, "The people watching the game are all young people. I plan to wear a mask. You shouldn't wear clothes like that. It's best to dress more casually. If you're too eye-catching, it'll be easy for us to be spotted together."

Jiang Tian finally looked up at him: "Okay, young master, don't worry."

Ling Qingyue thought to himself that he really couldn't rest easy about her aesthetic taste.

Who would have thought that when he saw Jiang Tian again the next day, he was dumbfounded.

"Who...who are you?"