Gu Qingli nodded. There were over a thousand people in the Secret Sect, each requiring 2,000 taels, amounting to several million taels of silver.
In her Space, the banknotes and gold and silver acquired through robbery would be enough to cover the cost.
However, considering how much more gold and silver her money-devouring husband Xiao Yunjing would consume in the future, not to mention the three little gluttons in her belly, the couple would have to continue to work hard to earn money.
Gu Qingli stroked her round belly, imagining what the three little gluttons would look like when they grew up. Whom would they take after? Her or Xiao Yunjing?
Looking at Xiao Yunjing's face, Gu Qingli thought, It would be better for our sons to resemble him, owing to his imposing demeanor. As for myself, my appearance is too soft. It would be suitable for our daughter, though.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Yunjing gently leaned his ear against her belly, a ritual he performed every night.
