If she doesnât have enough money, he really canât come up with more.
But he wasnât willing to convince her not to buy, because since she had already decided, she must feel itâs worth buying.
Meng Xinian also didnât want to be a man who canât provide the money for his wife to buy things and only advises her not to buy. His brain immediately started turning quickly.
Hmm, what other ways are there to quickly make money?
Should he go home and look for the things mom left him and pawn them first?
When Chiang Xiao heard the silence on the other end, she knew what he was thinking.
Afraid that he would take it seriously and focus on finding ways to get money, she quickly said, "I was joking, Brother Xinian. Iâve already paid for it. Dad gave me the money."
She glanced outside, not seeing Ah Liu coming over, guessing he was working in the study again, and recounted to Meng Xinian how Ah Liu got the money.
After listening, Meng Xinian felt a bit uneasy.
What to do?
He canât earn money like his father-in-law.
When he bought that courtyard house, he had to scrape together money, but Ah Liu gave forty thousand just like that.
Once he returns to the Jiang Family, his ways of making money will surely be even better.
Does this mean that any time money is needed in the future, it will be from his father-in-law?
Straight-laced Tyrant Meng felt a bit sad.
"Little, do you think I could save up some money and ask my father-in-law to manage it for me? Would that work?"
"Pfft!"
Chiang Xiao couldnât help bursting into laughter.
How come Tyrant Meng seems so funny?
"Iâm asking this seriously." Meng Xinian said.
Chiang Xiao stifled her laughter and said, "Yes, yes, yes, very serious. How about I ask Dad for you?"
"Never mind, Iâll ask next time myself."
"Thatâs fine too." Chiang Xiao was struggling to hold back her laughter. "But, Brother Xinian, youâre not thinking of competing with Dad to see whoâs richer, are you? Somehow I feel like you wonât win."
Meng Xinian immediately gritted his teeth.
"Chiang Xiaoxiao, I feel like youâre starting to look down on me now."
What do you mean heâs not going to win?
"If I could go into business, I might not necessarily fail to make big money."
He just has no way to go into business to make money.
Chiang Xiao finally couldnât help but burst into laughter again. "Haha, Brother Xinian, youâre so amusing. Werenât you previously unwavering in your decision to be a soldier?"
Why suddenly want to make money now?
Meng Xinian sighed.
"What can I do? I just want to be able to give you anything you desire."
Chiang Xiaoâs laughter slowly faded.
How annoying, how can one sentence make her eyes feel a bit warm?
"Brother Xinian, youâve already given me everything long ago, youâve given me everything, even money. Do you know how valuable the teahouse and this courtyard are?"
What he has given is already enough.
These are properties that could directly make her a billionaire lady, this silly tyrant doesnât even know how valuable what he has given her is.
He still always feels like he hasnât given her enough.
"Luckily, Dad is rich." Meng Xinian wasnât too caught up in the details, "My wife is also particularly good at making money, so I shouldnât have to worry about you running out of money to spend, right?"
"Right, no need to worry."
"I miss you."
"I... do too." Chiang Xiao felt his words were a bit abrupt, but she kept up with his pace, knowing that responding this way would surely make Tyrant Meng happy.
Sure enough, the corners of Meng Xinianâs mouth turned up.
"When will you come to see me? I might not be able to come back in the next few days, so you should come over."