"Yes, why not want the wealth that comes right to your door?"
"I'm not stupid."
"When the time comes, I will definitely thank Mr. Meng in person."
"What a nice guy!"
Chu Yuening sighed to herself, her starry eyes moving as she imagined boxes of golden jewels, not noticing her husband's increasingly dark complexion.
Even if Ying Zheng was angry, he couldn't bear to say a single harsh word to his wife whom he held in his hands and cherished.
So he could only hold the darling in his arms tightly, bury his head in the crook of her neck, and speak in a muffled voice.
"Don't you like the rare treasures in my private vault, Yue Ning?"
“I like it!”
"Well...but no one would complain about having too much money, right?"
“…”
Ying Zheng had made all sorts of plans, but he had overlooked his wife's greed for money, and he became increasingly depressed.
Chu Yuening stared at the silent man, helplessness flickering across her calm and gentle eyes.
Really, they are already an old married couple, why are they still jealous?
Oh, no wonder A Zheng is a Scorpio.
"Okay, okay, just kidding."
She held up the man's handsome face and kissed the drooping corners of his eyes. Her melodious voice was like the song of an oriole, filled with endless affection.
"Why would I accept things from other men besides Ah Zheng?"
Sweet words obviously couldn't appease Ying Zheng, so he held the back of the woman's head and kissed her beautiful red lips hard.
After a long time, their lips parted, and the ambiguous silver thread broke with the woman's soft panting.
Ying Zheng pressed his thin lips against the side of his wife's face, rubbed her ears, and swore an oath in a domineering manner with a magnetic and seductive voice.
"Well, Yue Ning can only accept my gifts."
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