"...You can give it a try."
Just imagining the scene made Shen Shaojia inexplicably feel a bit horrified...
She quickly shook her head, "Forget it. I'm merciful like Buddha, better to be a good person."
Qingwu raised her brows and smiled.
At the entrance, Shen Dongli was carrying a bundle of straw on his head and seized the opportunity to dash toward Qingwu and Shen Shaojia.
"Darlings, do you still have money left?"
Qingwu and Shen Shaojia exchanged glances. Just as they were about to say they did, Shen Dongli interrupted excitedly.
"If so, send some money to your dad!"
Qingwu: "...Did you get into another fight with Mom?"
"What do you mean *another*? I really don't like how you put it. We're not fighting; we're bonding! Do you understand what bonding is, sweetheart?"
Whatever bonding might mean, the fact that all his cards had been confiscated by Zuo Wanjun was absolutely real.
