Jiang Zhixun is inherently domineering and somewhat chauvinistic.
Asking him to take Shen Qingqing's money would make him feel like a scoundrel.
Only Shen Qingqing can use his money, definitely not the other way around!
Now knowing that the money he sent out was used by Shen Qingqing, he felt a secret thrill.
Using his money, although it didn't mean much, gave him a great sense of satisfaction.
He wanted to take out all the money from the bankbook and give it to Qingqing.
Let her spend it...
This kind of satisfaction, Jiang Zhixun experienced for the first time, suddenly feeling that everything had a sense of purpose.
"What money are you talking about?"
Madam Jiang came back from outside, carrying a basket filled with eggs, meat, and other ingredients.
Waiting at home for Shen Qingqing this morning, she couldn't go shopping herself, so she asked the neighbors in the compound to help bring them.
