I turned slowly and tilted my head. "Oh, about that…" I smiled. "I already gave the check to your son. Technically… It's his money now. You could ask him for a refund?"
The color drained from his face so fast, I thought he might collapse on the carpet.
His wife immediately grabbed him. "Enough. Stop embarrassing yourself." Then she looked at me and forced a smile. "Xiyu, take that money as a blessing from both of us. Go upstairs. Aye must be waiting."
I nodded politely and started walking away. Then I stopped, turned back, and looked Su Gaoli up and down. "Mr. Su, you know what? You should really learn something from your wife."
His brows furrowed. "What?"
"She's the same age as you, but at least her brain doesn't need oiling every morning."
The living room went completely silent.
Du Xinran: "..."
Su Gaoli: "..."
I walked up the stairs with a straight face, but the moment I turned the corner, I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing.
