Yuan Debiao listened and said enviously:
"You young people really know how to have fun."
Lin Xu chuckled:
"You can do it too, Chef Yuan. Just secretly find out your wife's preferences and show some affection."
Yuan Debiao sighed helplessly:
"I've tried, but it didn't work."
"Oh? Why not?"
"Earlier this year, I used my private money to buy a purse to surprise her, but she interrogated me all night, asking where I hid my private money."
Lin Xu: "..."
That's really disappointing, isn't it?
Curious, he asked:
"What happened in the end? How did you resolve it?"
"What else could I do? She confiscated all my private money, and that was it. But the next day, she gave it all to my parents, making them very happy for the New Year."
His wife truly knows how to manage a household.
But it's better this way; if you don't smoke or drink, hiding private money is useless.
After that conversation, Lin Xu checked the time; it was already past ten. He said to Yuan Debiao:
