It was then that she realized Wan Donglin had never asked about the whereabouts of this money. Initially, the credit card limit he had given her was only 30,000. Even if she withdrew 15,000, he would demand to know where it went. But now, 200,000 or 300,000 in cash had disappeared, and he hadn't said a word. It seemed that after she became pregnant, he had stopped interfering in anything involving money. She didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't avoid the truth: Wan Donglin had imperceptibly permeated her entire life, an imprint that could never be erased.
"Xixi, I think it's better for you to take some shares," Xu Xiaoya said. "Although we don't have much money, and it might not seem like a big deal, if we've invested something, it gives us a solid reason to be involved, or at least a psychological edge."
Yan Xixi chuckled. "What's Xiaojue's is mine."
