"Don't lie to me, I saw everything."
"There's something off at home, you must have felt it too, right? It's not just my hallucination from mental stress, right?"
Several times, Sang Yang almost irritably wanted to interrupt Su Li, but she spoke quickly, babbling on, leaving him no chance to cut in.
Even though Su Li was scared, she still looked at her husband with encouraging and loving eyes, "Don't worry, the masters will surely have a solution."
The master with two whiskers stroked his chin and confidently replied, "Of course, it's just that..."
His thumb and index finger rubbed together, the meaning was clear.
Su Li understood and directly reached into Sang Yang's briefcase to take out a checkbook, "My husband owns a company, we have enough money to thank the masters."
Today, Sang Yang was still caught up in the panic of Su Li noticing his strange behavior, and before he realized it, Su Li had taken his wallet and bank card.
