Xiao Anze was at a loss for words due to her confrontation, finally he managed to say: "Fine, sharp-tongued little girl, I'll let you have this one."
"Not at all, it's obviously because you become speechless whenever Sister Yang Qiao is mentioned." Xiao Qing suddenly leaned closer to Xiao Anze and whispered mysteriously, "Brother, shall I teach you a few tricks?"
"Enough already, always trying to gain benefits from me. You, the little rich girl, people who don't know might think you're so poor you can't even afford rice... What do you need all that money for?"
"I have two kids to support!" Their father's whereabouts are unknown, and if their dad is also a pauper, supporting a family of four would be no easy feat.
Knowing Xiao Qing's thoughts, Xiao Anze silently broke into a sweat for the children's father, thinking if he was a pauper, there would be no rich people left in this world.
"Enough chit-chat~ By the way, are you really sure about moving out with the kids?"
