Lin Feng's expression darkened. Why did Cao Ying's thinking align so closely with that of that bad girl Su Zi? They both seemed to think he was some innocent child, happy to provide for himself...
However, seeing the curiosity on Cao Ying's beautiful face, an idea struck Lin Feng. He didn't deny her speculation and instead responded with a teasing question, "So, is my dear wife going to help me?"
Lin Feng's question made Cao Ying's face flush pink. Asking him that initial question had already taken all her courage; she wouldn't have dared to be so casual if they weren't already quite familiar with each other.
What Cao Ying hadn't expected was that Lin Feng would use her playful question against her. Hearing the words "help me," her face turned beet red. How was she supposed to help? Could she even help him? That scoundrel Lin Feng!
