"Thank you, mommy." Xia Ziqian cheerily ran off.
"No need for thanks." After all, it's not my money that's being spent.
With Xia Liyou's 5.0 vision, she could see the price of the little guitar Xia Ziqian was holding.
Such a small guitar and it's priced at five thousand yuan, if it weren't for her good mood, she wouldn't have agreed to buy it so casually.
However, these five thousand yuan are nothing to Ou Chengtian. It's their joint responsibility to buy things their son likes, and she believes Ou Chengtian should not have any objections.
"Liyou, go get a little basket from the counter." Ou Chengtian stroked his chin, finally diverting his attention.
Xia Liyou looked at him blankly, "A small basket? What do you need it for?"
"You'll see, go get it first." Ou Chengtian winked at her.
Xia Liyou seemed to understand but not completely, so she hesitated before walking towards the counter.
