As Han Jingnian’s stiff voice reached Xia Wan’an’s ears, his ears gradually turned red: "Can you... help return the money to Zhang Cheng?"
The car suddenly fell silent, so quiet that one could faintly hear the soft sound of the air conditioning.
In such quietness, Han Jingnian’s ears grew redder, and even his sitting posture beca increasingly stiff.
Having lived so long, always treating money as just numbers, he actually ended up worrying about money one day!
When he initially transferred the Han Family and all his assets to her to have her stay with him, he should have stashed so private cash... Now he was like a penniless young wife, awkwardly asking his spouse for money...
Han Jingnian, seeing that Xia Wan’an hadn’t spoken for a long ti, felt increasingly embarrassed and humiliated. Just as he was about to say, "Forget it, I’ll think of another way to make money," Xia Wan’an, stunned by his words, suddenly burst out laughing in front of Han Jingnian: "Hahaha..."
Amid Xia Wan’an’s laughter, Han Jingnian’s face faintly blushed.
"Sorry, I didn’t an to laugh... Hahaha..." Xia Wan’an, looking at Han Jingnian turning his head towards the window, apologized while involuntarily laughing again.
However, fearing Han Jingnian might feel too embarrassed, she restrained herself properly and then, rubbing her stomach which was a bit sore from laughing, she spoke to Han Jingnian, "Well, it was my negligence, I should have given you those cards earlier... You could have reminded ..."
Xia Wan’an, while rummaging through various bank cards in her wallet, chuckled again.
She generously threw a bunch of colorful bank cards in front of Han Jingnian: "Take them, the PIN hasn’t changed."
Han Jingnian, staring at those bright colorful cards and listening to Xia Wan’an’s generous words, felt increasingly like a gigolo being kept by a wealthy woman. He struggled inwardly for a while, and then reluctantly took one of the cards.
Watching Han Jingnian’s awkward yet graceful deanor, Xia Wan’an couldn’t resist the urge to tease him, "It’s okay, you don’t have to feel ashad. You sleep with , I give you money, it’s fair..."
Han Jingnian glanced at Xia Wan’an, then at the bunch of colorful cards in her hand: "Then you better hold onto your money tightly... I’m afraid I might accidentally let you go bankrupt."
Pausing for a mont, Han Jingnian’s gaze wandered around Xia Wan’an’s waist: "The condition is... you have to be able to handle it."
Xia Wan’an, choked and montarily speechless, resisted the urge to smack Han Jingnian in the face with the bank cards, glared at him for two seconds, and then just turned her head giving him the cold shoulder.
Han Jingnian, through the rearview mirror, seeing Xia Wan’an’s flushed face, felt sowhat relieved. He started the car and spoke again: "Don’t worry, even if you can handle it, I won’t let you go bankrupt. If that happens, I’ll just work overti and help you earn it back."
Xia Wan’an internally scread "Aaaaahhh," covering her ears with her hands.
Seeing the girl’s reaction, Han Jingnian contentedly curved his lips, said no more, and simply looked straight ahead, stepping on the gas and driving ho.
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