Xiaocong also hurriedly said, "Mom, in the future Xiaocong will eat less and spend less pocket money. The money saved can pay for your meals."
Rong Shaoze's face was full of dark lines as he coldly chided him, "Shut up! No one thinks you're mute if you don't speak!"
Damn, his money was so plentiful it could last several lifetimes, did he really need Xiaocong to save?
Not to mention supporting a food-loving Lin Xinlan, even supporting a hundred of her wouldn't be a problem.
By talking like this, he made it seem as though he couldn't even support his own woman.
Xiaocong, scolded by him, pouted and, propping himself up, heaped a lot of food into Lin Xinlan's bowl.
"Mom, eat more. You have to finish all the food Xiaocong has served you, as well as the rice Dad has dished out for you."
Lin Xinlan's eyes flickered slightly as she smiled casually, "Alright, Mommy will finish it all."
She was no longer the sensitive little girl who couldn't stand the slightest stress.
