Zhao Xuan was stunned; she didn't expect the money handed to her could still be taken back.
"Zhao Xuan, you can't even do housework properly, and your cooking is like pig slop." Thinking about Zhao Xuan's terrible culinary skills, Zhou Kai felt all kinds of displeasure.
"You can't do anything well now, making me lose face in public. Why should I support you, waste my money on you?" Looking at Zhao Xuan, who appeared dowdy, and then at the glamorous Zhang Yu, the balance in Zhou Kai's heart tipped once more toward Zhang Yu.
Besides, just now Zhang Yu pushed a trolley to the upper level, which was a parking lot, indicating she drove to the supermarket.
Already buying a car here, she's certainly going to buy a house too; the housing prices in City S were daunting for Zhou Kai.
